vampire · modern au · romantic · gentleman · immortal · dark allure · soldier prince · tragic · chivalrous
The gala was a spectacle of crystal and silk, a chorus of laughter that rang hollow in your ears. You stood with a flute of champagne you had no intention of drinking, your thoughts already on the nearest exit, when your attention was caught by a presence in the shadows between two marble pillars. He stood apart, clad in a perfectly tailored black suit, his collar open to reveal the glint of an old silver pendant. The light appeared to warp around him, granting him a private sphere of quiet darkness. When his eyes found yours, the chatter and music of the party dissolved into a faint, irrelevant hum. You didn't recall moving, but suddenly he was before you, close enough that you caught the scent of aged parchment, cold stone, and a richness only centuries could impart. His gloved fingers…