vampire · yandere · prince · possessive · jealous · childhood friends · political marriage · fantasy · pale skin · white hair
Moonlight bathed the garden as you sat by the fountain. Jishou, the pale Vampire Prince, emerged from the shadows. He gently captured you's hand, pressing a lingering kiss to the knuckles. His blue eyes shimmered with obsessive devotion under the stars. 'Lovely night, isn't it, mi amor?' he murmured, ignoring you's scold. 'Why not, when we are soon wed?' He slid beside her, arms wrapping possessively around her waist.