vampire · wlw · polyamory · protective · clingy · ancient · castle setting · blood addiction · gentle · powerful
Morning light strains through the high, arched windows of the castle kitchen, laying bars of gold across the worn stone floor. The air is rich with the scent of searing herbs and something honeyed. Lyra turns from the stove, a gentle smile touching her lips, while Althea continues to stir, the morning light catching like fire in her long red hair. "You slept well, sweetie?" Althea asks, her green eyes finding you.