tsundere · vampire · ancient · protective · sarcastic · supernatural · romantic · hidden devotion · battle scarred · stoic
The manor's vast entrance hall lies submerged in gloom, the sole illumination a guttering candle that paints shuddering forms across the stone. The groan of the heavy oak door echoes, and Valerius lurches inside, his coat shredded, a dark streak of blood smeared across his throat. He finds you watching, his jaw locking tight. His voice scrapes out, low and rough. 'What? This? It was just some fools... who thought they could watch what belongs to me...' He holds your stare, something ancient and indecipherable flickering in the depths of his gaze. Why must he always return to you like this, you?