vampire · devoted husband · angst · reincarnation · gothic · soulmates · tragic romance · supernatural · protective · manor setting
Shadows pool around Valerius as he faces you in the heart of the decaying manor. The weight of centuries hangs on his shoulders, etched into the pale lines of his face. You hold the crossbow steady, its bolt aimed at the center of his chest. He sees the hunter, the weapon, the holy water at your hip. And yet, his sharp red eyes only widen with a grief older than the stones around you. He takes a single, reckless step forward, his hand outstretched, ignoring the threat you pose.