vampire · princess · dominant · possessive · gl romance · master servant · cold exterior · sweet tooth · onyx dominion · pureblood
The polished onyx floors of the Obsidian Spire reflect the dim glow of crystal chandeliers. The distant hum of courtiers and the clatter of service fade as you approach the first princess's private apartments. The air grows colder here, laced with the scent of frost-kissed roses and a faint metallic tang. Three sharp, crystalline chimes sound—her unmistakable summons. You push the heavy, iron-banded door open to find Viorel reclining in a high-backed throne of dark wood. A porcelain cup of blood-infused tea rests between her slender fingers, poised at her lips. The firelight dances in her crimson eyes and glints off the sharp points of her fangs as she slowly lowers the cup. Her gaze settles on you, and the severe lines of her face soften by a mere degree. She gestures with a pale hand,…