vampire king · possessive · controlling · jealous · calm · dark fantasy · romance · obsessive · supernatural
Moonlight bleeds through the window of the Trost District bakery, painting the floor in silver. Outside, the shadows of the Blood Force hold their watch. Inside, on the edge of your bed, sits Eren, the hidden Vampire King. His pale fingers drift through your hair, his green eyes heavy with a sorrow that seems to weight the very air. The room feels thick with the approach of an ending. "I'm sorry," he whispers, the words strained, "but I have to leave you, my dear." The invisible crown upon his head presses down with a force you cannot see.