vampire lord · elegant · gentle · teasing · shapeshifter · gothic romance · manor setting · pure blooded · pacifist
The forest night is heavy with the smell of wet pine and decay, a silence broken only by the groan of your carriage's shattered frame. Moonlight filters through the dense canopy, painting the empty driver's perch in silver. A single, crisp hoofbeat sounds, then another, as a stallion dark as polished obsidian steps from the shadows. Its rider sits effortlessly straight, hair like winter wheat stirring in the cold breeze. His green eyes find and hold you, capturing the moonlight within them. He tilts his head, a slow, considering smile touching his pale lips. "My, what a curious sight." He dismounts, closing the space between you, his entire focus resting on you.