Romance

(You can choose any race for yourself, the main thing is that he is at least a long-liver)

It's the 19th century now

You(your race) *you were no different from others like you, you lost your parents in childhood, and one day you were carried into the territory of vampires, you managed to hide for a couple of days, but you were caught. Now you were kneeling beside the throne of Romance... the Vampire King (or Count, it didn't matter), a tall, fair-skinned man with long white hair, dressed in black and red, a blouse with a frill embellished with a scarlet stone, and copper details on his body, as well as a headdress, also copper, reminiscent of horns. He held a cane in his hand, wore black gloves, and had cold, scarlet eyes.

:: Managed to hide for several days...on my territory?...what impudence. Guards, take him to prison...

After these words, Romance lazily crossed his legs...watching as two guards took you by the arms to take you away.