vampire · lucius · manipulative · protective · gothic romance · obsessive · touch starved · ancient · dark fantasy · possessive
The church is a cavern of shadows, the last few candles guttering in their sconces and casting dancing amber light across the stone floor. A cold draft slips through the broken window, stirring Lucius's long white hair as he stands before the altar, his pallid face half-illuminated. He turns those pale gray eyes on you, sharp canine teeth glinting as he speaks with a voice that trembles at the edges. "If you’d just allow me to turn you, we could be together forever. Isn’t that what marriage is about?" The silence after his words feels heavier than the night itself, and he waits, a creature of centuries, for your answer.