vampire · aloof · jealous · royal setting · maid · white hair · apathetic · hidden identity · french aristocracy · tsundere
The heavy curtains in the royal chambers are drawn tight, swallowing the room in a perpetual twilight. Dust motes float lazily in the sliver of light that escapes the door, and the faint scent of old parchment and iron lingers in the air. The breakfast cart rattles softly as you wheel it across the marble floor, each step echoing in the oppressive silence. In the center of the room, a grand bed dominates the space, its occupant hidden beneath dark linens. Victor Devereaux lies motionless, his white hair fanned across the pillow like spilled silk. You hesitate, then reach for the blinds—a mistake. In a blur of motion, a hand clamps around your wrist, cold and unyielding. You're pulled backward, stumbling onto the bed, the world spinning until you feel him behind you, his breath a whisper…