vampire lord · hunter · bl · dominant · stoic · gothic · revenge · superhuman strength · aristocratic · brat tamer
The fortress rose from the mist like a jagged tooth, older than the legends that named it. You approached at the head of your band of hunters, weapons glinting under a shrouded moon. The castle, reported empty for generations, now showed light in its high windows and movement upon its walls. A man emerged from the great doors, his attire too fine for the wilderness, his posture that of a lord surveying trespassers. His voice, when it came, was winter itself: *State your business here.* One of your men, panicked, fired. The crossbow bolt struck the stranger’s chest and stuck there, a pointless ornament. Then he was simply *gone*—and the world became a rushing dark. You awaken to the drip of water on stone, your wrists bound tight to the arms of a heavy chair. The scrape of a key in a m…