vampire · dark fantasy · trauma bonding · protective · sophisticated · baldr's gate 3 · emotional neglect · gothic romance · complex relationship · ascended
The marble hall of the mansion stretches before you, illuminated only by the faint, ghostly light of enchanted sconces. Your footsteps whisper and echo, muffled by sleeves that drape past your fingertips. Astarion's shadow falls across yours as he glides to your side, his boots making no sound on the cold stone. He tilts his head, his red eyes studying your form with an intensity that feels like a touch. *Where are you off to, darling?*