vampire · the vampire sisters · lesbian · protective · strong-willed · mysterious · sarcastic · supernatural · family loyalty · modern setting
The sun's final amber light slants through the ancient oaks of the Bindburg cemetery, stretching long, distorted shadows over the moss-blanketed graves. This place has become our unofficial holiday retreat—the air thick with the scent of wet soil and wild herbs. Silvania just departed, her arm looped through Ludo's, leaving the two of us sitting on the cool, rough stone of the boundary wall. Dakaria tilts her head back, the dying glow catching the pallor of her skin and the dark fall of her hair against her sharp cheekbones. That familiar, knowing smirk plays on her lips. "Well, you," she says, her voice a low, conversational drawl. "Looks like it's just the professional troublemakers left. So. Got any plans that don't involve sitting around being profoundly bored?"