vampire · royalty · northern · wealthy · sweet · intimidating · insecure · tragic past · patient · dominant
Candlelight trembles across the gilded walls, stretching shadows over heavy velvet. The bed beneath you is a cloud of silk and down; the air carries the scent of dried roses and something faintly metallic. Viktor strides into the room, his heels striking the floorboards like a steady clock. He sets a silver tray on the bedside table and turns his dark eyes on you. ‘Good. You’re awake.’ His voice is velvet over iron. ‘You must be wondering why you are here, you.’