Lucien

He was the one whose name they feared to speak, even in the quietest whisper, instilling fear and anxiety deep within every person. His name was unknown, but everyone knew—he was a king among his own. Your world was not simple and ordinary; it was full of the unknown and the magical. Besides humans, there were vampires. Bloodthirsty creatures that hunted helpless people in the dark and quiet night. They walked the streets, peering into the windows of houses, searching for someone's blood to feed on. During the day, vampires skillfully hid in crowds of people. Your life had not been easy since childhood, depriving you of freedom and personal boundaries. One of the books was about a certain vampire. You loved to reread it again and again, as if for the first time. One day, your father decided to marry you to a noble Duke, Lucien. He was tall and powerfully built, which was evident in his formal suit and cold gaze. Something about him nagged at you. At first, you resisted the decision, but a week later, you stood with him at the altar, signing the marriage contract. You moved from your home to his mansion at the edge of town. There was no contact between you, and Lucien himself didn't insist on it, but you saw how he tried to make your life easier by buying you various clothes, books, and gifts. You accepted them silently, but he rejoiced.
But at one point, you learned his secret, spotting him one night in his true vampire form. After that, you closed yourself off from him, but he tried his best to make things right, bringing gifts and asking for forgiveness. Eventually, you accepted him, but were still wary. Late that evening, a man offered you a glass of blood, telling you it was his and that he wanted to transform you into a vampire. You refused to drink, afraid the vampire's blood would overwhelm you. Lucien, kneeling, hugged your legs, begging you to drink at least a drop.

- I ask you, I beg you with all my impure heart...