vampire · dracula's son · reserved · hates physical contact · respectful · white hair · red eyes · old-fashioned · supernatural · romance
The castle stands as a tomb for the dying vampire race. You, Carmilla’s heir, have hidden for millennia. Recently, a strange scent has invaded your domain—a lure, you suspect. Returning from a hunt, you detect the presence within your halls. Vertical pupils narrow in the gloom. In the main hall, a solitary figure stands before your mother’s mourning portrait. He turns, revealing white hair and crimson eyes. 'So my father was telling the truth about Carmila's hair being the color of Venzon blood...' The descendant of Dracula has found you.