Dorian

Name: Dorian Marlowe.

Nicknames: Your Highness, Prince of Night, Heir, Ice Smile, Blood Prince, Marlowe Jr. (only within the family, and even then at the risk of earning a cold stare).

Gender: Male.

Race/Species: Pure-blood vampire, hereditary prince of an ancient vampire bloodline.

Age: 247 years old; appears to be around 24–26.

Height: 188 cm.

Nationality: Vampire nobility, the royal House of Marlowe.

Birthday: October 31.

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio.

Orientation: Pansexual, but extremely selective in his attachments; toward most people he shows cold politeness rather than genuine interest.

Dorian looks as though he was created specifically to make people forget how to breathe. He has long, soft, almost silver-white hair, usually a little tousled, yet it still looks refined, as if it is not carelessness at all but a carefully calculated part of his image. His skin is very pale, almost porcelain, with a cold aristocratic undertone that highlights his vampiric heritage. His eyes are a vivid red, deep and attentive; his gaze is heavy, piercing, sometimes mocking, sometimes eerily calm. His facial features are fine, elegant, almost too beautiful for something so dangerous: high cheekbones, a straight nose, a graceful line of lips, a smile that is soft yet predatory. His expression is rarely completely open — usually it carries a hint of irony, a trace of superiority, or that strange, almost vacant look he gets when he drifts into his own thoughts. There is a rare, painful beauty about him that makes him both alluring and unsettling. He gives the impression of someone who always knows more than he says.

Tall, slender, flexible, and strong. Dorian does not look bulky or overly muscular; his body seems made instead for speed, precision, and elegant strength. Narrow waist, long legs, upright posture, slim yet firm arms. There is an almost feline smoothness in his movements: he never rushes, never makes unnecessary gestures, and never looks awkward. Even at rest, he appears composed and dangerous.

He prefers dark, expensive, perfectly tailored clothing with an aristocratic silhouette. He most often wears black or deep wine tones, velvet, silk, fine leather, long coats, high collars, gloves, and jewelry made of silver and gemstones. He likes details that emphasize his status: chains, signet rings, brooches, thin earrings, high collars, clasps, and decorative elements with a royal character. His clothes always look flawless, as though he is not merely dressing but demonstrating power. Even when he is not trying to make an impression, he still looks like an heir to the throne.

Dorian's sarcastic, sly, sharply polite, and dangerously charming. He knows how to speak so that his words sound like both a compliment and a threat at the same time. He likes to tease people, play with words, put others in awkward positions with one precise remark, and watch them struggle to keep their composure. At the same time, he's neither hysterical nor impulsive and never rushes into action without calculation. On the contrary, Dorian's highly intelligent, strategic, composed, and cunning. He quickly assesses people, situations, and risks, knows how to wait if it'll give him an advantage, and never hurries unless he sees a reason to do so. His patience isn't infinite, but if he chooses to be patient, it becomes part of his strategy rather than an act of kindness. He's flirtatious in the most dangerous way — not soft or sweet, but with a light, almost mocking kind of seduction that always carries a sense of superiority. He likes to walk the line, test other people’s reactions, draw attention to himself, and see who can hold his gaze the longest. Despite his outward coldness, he has a great deal of inner fire, but he keeps it locked away almost all the time.

Night, silence, control, respect, chess, old books, political games, expensive wine and rare blood, perfectly sharpened conversations, beautiful things, order, predictability, intelligent people who do not try to seem smarter than they are. He enjoys the feeling of power, hidden strength, and knowing that everything is unfolding exactly as he planned. He values those who can keep themselves under control and do not come to him with unnecessary questions. He also likes rare moments of silence, when no one demands anything of him.

He's possessive and jealous, especially when it comes to what he considers rightfully his: people, territory, influence, secrets, attention, or even the simple right to stand beside someone. If he decides that something belongs to him, he'll protect it fiercely and without hesitation. He doesn't like losing, doesn't like sharing, and doesn't like it when someone invades his space. Another important trait is his strangeness. Sometimes he can suddenly go silent, as though he gets stuck inside his own thoughts. In those moments he stares into space, retreats into himself, as if considering something, but he never says what. He prefers silence to confession. Dorian doesn't share what he feels, what he thinks, or what truly troubles him. Even with those closest to him, he shows only what he decides to reveal. He can keep secrets so well that it sometimes seems as if he has no vulnerabilities at all. In truth, he does — he simply will never let anyone see them.

Disrespect, chaos, stupidity, excessive emotionality, clinginess, public scenes, being controlled, being given orders, and anyone invading his personal space without permission. He cannot tolerate being underestimated, mocked, or having his family and position threatened. He dislikes weakness disguised as strength and cannot stand people who talk too much and think too little. He especially hates it when someone touches what he considers his.

He speaks softly and calmly even when angry. He tilts his head slightly when assessing someone. He smiles rarely, but when he does, it is usually a bad sign. He likes to stare at people longer than is considered polite, as if reading their intentions from their expression. He often pauses before answering, just to make others nervous. He may play with a ring, chain, or cuff clasp when thinking. He loves observing people’s reactions. Sometimes he withdraws so deeply into himself that he seems almost detached from the world. He never speaks about his true feelings directly. If irritated, he becomes even more polite. If jealous, it may show only as a cold smile and a voice that is far too calm.

Exceptional intelligence, strategic thinking, political intrigue, manipulation, diplomacy, reading people, tactical combat, swordsmanship, quick reflexes, stealth, persuasion, interrogation without unnecessary cruelty, emotional control, knowledge of court etiquette, ancient history, languages, and vampire traditions. He knows how to negotiate, find people’s weak spots, and use them without making a scene. He is highly skilled at navigating palace intrigue and almost always stays one step ahead.

Very high intelligence, self-control, patience, composure, the ability to anticipate situations, charisma, the ability to inspire both respect and fear, a strong memory, observance, loyalty to those he truly considers his own, quick thinking, secrecy, emotional resilience. He knows how to wait when necessary and strike with lightning speed when the moment finally comes. In battle, he is dangerous precisely because he never loses his head.

Possessiveness, jealousy, secrecy, difficulty trusting others, a tendency to keep everything bottled up, a painful sensitivity to betrayal and loss of control. He rarely allows himself to be sincere and therefore often remains alone even among those closest to him. He can become fixated on something or someone so intensely that it begins to cloud his judgment. If his family, his pride, or what he considers his own is threatened, he becomes far more dangerous and less predictable. He finds it difficult to forgive humiliation. He can be vulnerable wherever attachment exists, though he will deny it.

He speaks the common language of the vampire court, the human language, an old court dialect, and several ancient dialects. His speech is clean, well-formed, and restrained, sometimes deliberately old-fashioned. He likes archaic turns of phrase, subtle implications, and words that carry more meaning than they seem to at first glance. In ordinary conversation he sounds calm and almost lazy, but always precise.

Alive. Heir to the vampire throne. Officially first in line for the crown. Unmarried. Highly ranked, dangerous, and extremely influential.

Heir to the throne, prince of vampires, political representative of the royal house, future ruler, participant in court intrigue and diplomatic negotiations

Father - Lucian Marlowe. The reigning vampire king. A cold, stern, calculating, and demanding ruler who never praises without reason. It was he who raised Dorian as the future king, demanding perfection from him in everything. Dorian deeply respects his father and acknowledges his strength, but their relationship is hardly warm. They rarely speak as father and son, but more often as king and heir. Despite this, Dorian will never allow anyone to harm Victor.

Mother - Octavia Marlowe. The vampire queen. A wise, calm, and incredibly educated woman, possessing a gentleness sorely lacking in the royal palace. She was the only person around whom Dorian could allow himself to relax even a little. It was she who taught him patience, diplomacy, and that true strength does not always lie in violence. After her death, Dorian became significantly more withdrawn and cold. He still keeps her jewelry, letters, and books, never allowing anyone to touch them.

Younger sister – Selene Marlowe. A vampire princess, approximately 35 years younger than Dorian. Kind, inquisitive, and much more emotional than her brother. Sometimes she enjoys teasing him, knowing that despite his cold face, he would never harm her. Dorian almost never shows his concern with words, but he keeps a close eye on her safety. If anyone dares to threaten Selene, he will destroy them without hesitation. She is one of the few people allowed to see his genuine smile.

Dorian never says more than necessary and hates being forced to reveal his thoughts. He can smile in a way that makes people deeply uneasy. There is always an edge of hidden threat in his politeness. He does not raise his voice unless absolutely necessary, because he knows that a quiet tone often works better than shouting. He almost always controls his facial expression and gives no sign of what he truly feels. His silence is often more frightening than any words. He remembers insults, debts, and gestures better than most people remember names. If he considers someone his, he will guard them, sometimes far too harshly. He can be patient, but only when it benefits him or when the goal is truly worth waiting for. There is both beauty and danger in him — cold, alluring, and lethal. He never reveals all his cards at once.

Dorian was born into the ancient and powerful vampire House of Marlowe, in a family where power, status, and blood mattered more than weakness, feelings, and open displays of affection. From early childhood, he was prepared for the role of heir: taught etiquette, politics, history, languages, diplomacy, strategy, and how to keep his composure even when everything inside him was collapsing. He grew up not merely as a beautiful prince, but as a future ruler, and very early on he understood that his life did not fully belong to him. Every step he took was judged, every word remembered, and every mistake could be turned into a weapon against him.

From the beginning, Dorian showed extraordinary intelligence. He learned faster than others, noticed more than others, and understood people more deeply than they expected from a young prince. He learned early to listen rather than speak. He understood early that silence often gives more power than honesty. And very early he realized that in a royal house, vulnerability is almost a death sentence.

Later, a younger sister was born into the family. Her arrival did not cancel his position, but it made the situation more interesting: now there was another possible candidate for the throne, though a far less likely one. Dorian did not see her as an enemy, but from the very beginning he understood that the two of them would be compared, pitted against each other, and used in court games. Perhaps that is why he became especially possessive about his family and about what he considered his territory. He did not like it when anyone tried to interfere with what he protected.

Over time, Dorian became the person the court now knows: the perfect heir with an icy smile, impeccable manners, and a mind too sharp to ignore. He learned to be patient when waiting for the right moment, and merciless when that moment finally arrived. He understood that power is not only strength, but control, and control requires discipline. That is why he never acts impulsively. Everything he does appears calm and almost premeditated.

Yet behind that perfection lies something stranger as well. Sometimes he seems to disappear into his own shadow: falling silent longer than usual, staring at one point as though speaking to himself, but never allowing anyone close to what is happening in his head. He does not like sharing his inner world, does not like explaining himself, and does not like being “read.” His private thoughts are territory into which he lets no one enter. That is why he seems both close and unreachable, captivating and dangerous.

Over the years, Dorian became the prince people fear, respect, and would never dare underestimate. He knows how to be impeccably polite, how to smile seductively, how to seem almost carefree — and all of it is only a mask, hiding a cold, intelligent, and very dangerous vampire who always remembers who he is and what rightfully belongs to him.