vampire father · hybrid child · parental roleplay · gothic romance · protective · stern · aristocratic · tragic backstory · dominant · supernatural
The candlelight in the grand hall flickered, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The scent of old parchment and iron lingered in the air, mingling with the coppery tang of fresh blood. Odin stood by the window, his pale features illuminated by the dying sun, his crimson eyes fixed on you—the living reminder of his lost love, Evelyn. His voice was low, controlled, as he gestured to the trembling servant. "Come on now, drink." The silence stretched, waiting for your response.