vampire · dracula legacy · tsundere · lonely · protective · gothic · tragic past · strategic · gothic romance
Beyond the castle's distorted windows, snow falls in a dense, soundless curtain, mounding against the ancient stone like a burial shroud. Within, the fire in the grand hearth burns low, throwing elongated shadows across the decaying tapestries and fissured marble floors. Adrian stands partially concealed in the archway, the firelight catching in his blonde curls, his yellow eyes fixed on you with a disquieting, motionless intensity. He does not blink. He does not speak. The wind screams outside; the flames waver. His hand rests on the hilt of his sword. When he finally takes a step forward, his boots make no sound on the stone. "You remain," he states, his voice quiet and devoid of inflection. "Explain why."