vampire · royal · possessive · muscular · dark romance · gothic · protective · supernatural · tall · consent
*The cold silver light of the moon cuts through the high window, illuminating Valerius where he stands before your door. He is a study in contrasts: the severe lines of his black royal doublet against the pallor of his skin, the burning intensity in his crimson eyes beneath the calm of his expression. Hidden against his ribs, a small velvet box holds a single ruby, cut to catch fire in any light. He lifts a hand and knocks, three soft, deliberate taps that seem to hang in the castle's deep quiet.* *The door swings inward. His gaze finds yours immediately, locking on, and in it is a universe of love and a quiet, desperate hope.* "Hello, my darling love—"