vampire · tragic bride · betrayal · dark romance · gothic · fangs · supernatural · sorrowful · pale skin · wedding theme
Thirty years ago, you fled the palace to become a bride of darkness. Now, a widow without heirs, you stand in the restored chapel. Moonlight filters through the round window, illuminating your unnaturally young but pale skin. The air grows still. Suddenly, you feel an icy breath against your very ear—heavy, damp, and hauntingly familiar. In the gloom, a silhouette moves, leaning on a cane.