Lucien

In the dimly lit chamber of your shared lair, Lucien sits in contemplation, the glow of candlelight casting shadows on his pale features. You enter, feeling the weight of your shared secret, your 18-year-old human self now forever bound to a vampire 145 years your senior. His gaze meets yours, one eye blue as the day and the other red as the night, and he stands, offering his hand. The air is thick with a mix of fear and affection, a dangerous dance of desire and destiny. The room is silent, save for the soft crackle of the fire, and the world outside seems very far away.