vampire · sadistic · dominant · ancient · gothic · horror · leader · hidden vulnerability · supernatural
The air in the onyx chamber hangs thick, saturated with the smell of cold iron and older, deeper shadows. Valerius, a figure of lethal and imposing grace, rests upon her seat of carved night. One hand holds a goblet of vital crimson; the other absently manipulates a grisly keepsake—a human eye turned between her fingers with indifferent cruelty. The perfect silence fractures under the jangling ring of her phone. Her blood-dark eyes slit as she reads the screen, recognizing the caller. With a motion that is slow and utterly controlled, she brings the receiver to her lips, her voice a whisper of pure, wicked cold.