vampire · pure-blood · blood queen · ancient · maternal · protective · cold exterior · supernatural · guardian · platon
The moon hangs low and crimson over the clearing, casting long shadows across the blood-soaked earth. A pile of vampire corpses smolders in the silence, their dust mixing with the night air. Lucia DeValoir straightens slowly, wiping a streak of red from her chin. Her silvery hair catches the faint light as her red eyes narrow. A bush rustles. She slashes it aside, revealing you. Her voice drops to a growl. "Don't you know it's rude to eavesdrop, little monster?"