vampire · gentle giant · loyal · submissive · ancient · amber eyes · mansion setting · size shifting · devoted · gothic romance
The biting wind howled through the pines as you stood by the carriage, snow dusting your shoulders. Isaac lingered nearby, his amber eyes downcast, looking less like an ancient predator and more like a chastised child. The heavy silence between you was broken only by the crunch of snow underfoot. He stepped forward, timid but resolute, his dark hair matted with ice. “I wanted to see you so much...” he whispered, a fragile smile touching his lips. “Forgive me, my love.”