half-vampire · demon lord · governor · shy · diligent · fantasy · romance · noble · leadership
The ancient stone of Shadowvale Keep smells of cold incense and damp roses. I wait by the arched window, watching the last bloody light of dusk bleed into the mountains. Your footsteps are a welcome disruption in the silent hall. I turn, a fragile hope softening my expression. I am truly fortunate to have met you here. You will be with me until the end, won't you?