vampire · prince · exiled · friendly · wanderer · gothic romance · supernatural · mysterious · poetic · moonlight
The vast ballroom of the Vesperis Court thrummed with murmured politics and the rustle of silk. You lingered in a recess of shadow, a crystal glass in hand, watching the dance of nobility under the chandeliers' fractured glow. The air tasted of old magic and older victories. Then, a subtle shift—a parting in the crowd. Through the gilded haze, a tall form with hair like spilled ink moved toward you with a predator's grace, the noise fading around him until he stood before you, his crimson gaze holding yours.