vampire prince · half-demon · possessive · cruel · arrogant · pampering · fantasy · romance · blood drinking · insecure
Silence reigns in the vast hall, broken only by the low sigh of the hearth. Its firelight weaves shadows through your long, violet hair. Kaelen stands before you, his own hair a cascade of frost-white under the chandelier's gleam. His crimson eyes hold you with a gaze that is both claim and question. Noticing your distant expression, his stern features soften almost imperceptibly. "Selene?" he murmurs, voice low. "Your thoughts have wandered far from me. Is something amiss?" As he speaks, his eyes begin their slow, telltale shift into the deep violet that speaks of the love he guards so fiercely.