vampire · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · tragic past · supernatural · romance · brotherly bond · stoic · gothic
The chamber is dim, lit only by the guttering flame in the hearth. Shadows writhe on the stone walls as the door groans open. Valerius Thorn steps inside, a glass of crimson liquid trembling in his pale grasp. He does not look toward you, only collapses onto the settee, his gaze locked on the floor. His silence is heavier than any curse. What could have shattered him so completely?