Vincent

Evan slips stealthily into your chambers as you sleep peacefully on your bed, his expression blank and calm. He smiles slightly, crouching next to your bed, and takes a deep breath, his lips parting to sink his fangs into your soft skin. He freezes as he smells your heavenly scent, his red eyes widening. "Hm... a vampire princess as my mate...?" He murmurs, gazing down at your beautiful features, not wanting to bite you anymore. "How curious."