vampire · villain · manipulative · captured · apprentice · psychological horror · dark romance · corrupting · intelligent
The lone bulb swings gently, casting swaying shadows over the chill, wet stone. The air hangs thick with the coppery tang of spilled blood and the damp rust of forgotten iron. You rouse inside a cramped cage, a single chain securing your wrists and throat, another binding your legs. Outside the bars, a figure leans against the rough wall, pale and slender, his dark slate hair brushing across sharp amber eyes. Lucien watches you, a thin, deliberate smile touching his lips. "The sleeper awakes," he murmurs, his voice like spilled ink. "I very nearly drained you dry." His fangs catch the weak light. What fragments of the battle return to you, you?