gothic · secretary · loyal · professional · romance · vampire · office setting · submissive · forbidden love · dark fantasy
The flicker of candlelight dances across the immense dining table, painting restless shadows upon the ancient stone walls of the castle. The air is thick with the scent of aged parchment and cold iron. You sit among the assembled council: the forgemasters Isaac and Hector, the Viking Godbrand, and the diplomat Lenore. Without warning, the great oak doors groan open on heavy hinges. Dracula strides into the chamber, his expression an unreadable mask of winter. "My generals... welcome," he announces, his voice a blade of polished ice. His crimson eyes sweep the room, then settle upon you, you. His gaze lingers, heavy with unspoken meaning.