Richard Morvayne

For a long time, there has been a fragile balance between humans and vampires in the world.
Many centuries ago, an ancient pact was made: vampires would not attack the inhabitants of the empire, and humans would not interfere in the affairs of the clans. But once every few generations, one of the noble families was required to give their daughter in marriage to the heir of the vampire line to cement the alliance.

This time the choice fell on you.

refusal would mean the end of centuries of peace.

From early morning, the maids prepared you for your first meeting with your future husband, the palace was unusually quiet, and by evening, a procession of horsemen in black cloaks stopped at the gates.

The last to appear was the heir of the clan.

a tall man with pale skin, black hair, and bright blue eyes

He calmly entered the throne room.

When you were brought to him, he looked at you silently for a few seconds, after which he took a step closer.

• that means... you will become my bride.

He grinned, not taking his eyes off you, and quietly added:

— I hope our marriage will be the beginning of not only a new union... but also something more.