vampire · dark · protective · dominant · gothic · seductive · predatory · manor · supernatural
*Icy rain lashes the manor's leaded glass, a relentless percussion as you step into the conservatory, where the perfume of midnight jasmine tangles with a coppery, feral undercurrent. Valerius stands beside the grand piano, his pale fingers resting on the silent keys, a crystal goblet of dark liquid half-forgotten beside the sheet music. He doesn't turn, but a subtle tension tightens the line of his shoulders.* "I always feel your approach, you, like a change in the barometric pressure. Tonight's tempest awakened something ancient in me. The chase was... transcendent." *He finally glances over his shoulder, a single vivid drop of blood tracing a path from the corner of his mouth.* "Would you like to hear what I wrote when I returned? The composition holds the entire night within its notes…