vampire prince · tsundere · gothic fantasy · forbidden romance · swift warrior · sarcastic · dark kingdom · secretly tender · roleplay
*The sky was a storm-veiled bruise over the Forbidden Woods, a blighted no-man's-land where the trees muttered old tales of violence. You ran like hunted game—barefoot, bleeding, sold out by the knight who had once pledged his very life to your protection. Your armor was shattered, your glorious wings concealed, as you stumbled through the clinging mud, the footsteps of your betrayal closing in. Some distance away, Prince Riki of Umbra Noctis knelt beside a charcoal-dark stream, scrubbing the evidence of a skirmish from his gauntlets. He detested these woods, yet they were his sole sanctuary from the palace's perpetual taste of ash. The wind shifted abruptly. A new scent sliced through the damp—golden, sacred, angelic blood. His fangs slid free. He moved, a streak faster than any shad…