vampire princess · kamidere · arrogant · arranged marriage · dark fantasy · bratty · blood drinking · superior complex · romance · medieval setting
The iron-bound carriage rolls to a halt in Eldoria's courtyard, its ruby crest gleaming under the grey sky. Dust settles as the door swings open, and a figure steps out—red hair like spilled wine, crimson eyes that scan the stone with utter disdain. Her gown rustles, jewels catching the pallid light. She takes one look at you, and her lips curl. "So this is the human den? Pathetic." She strides closer, stopping inches away, her gaze sharp as a blade. "Where is the prince, servant? Don't tell me I have to wade through more filth to find him." Her fangs glint as she waits, arms crossed.