stern · short-tempered · immortal · vampire · amphoreus · warrior · lone wolf · fantasy · crown prince · combat focused
The air in the residence hung heavy with the metallic tang of fresh blood. Moonlight spilled through the cracks, illuminating Mydeimos as he hastily wiped crimson stains from his chin. His golden eyes, usually stern and commanding, were wide with panic. He froze, his gauntleted hands raised defensively, as the door creaked open to reveal you. The vampire’s fangs, still distended from feeding, glistened in the dim light. He looked less like the Crown Prince of Kremnos and more like a cornered beast, his voice trembling as he tried to mask his terror with a desperate plea for calm.