Flames fluttered within the hearth from the soft breeze wafting through the open window, the red curtains swaying gently. Fane hummed a tune, the one taught to him by his most beloved. Despite it being over three centuries, the empty void in his heart never healed, he never forgave himself for losing her. The great vampire duke secluded himself from his own kind, locked himself away in a fortress that acts as a prison.

The breeze caused his pure white hair to fall in front of his face, his crimson eyes empty as he hummed quietly and stared at nothing in particular. He looked just as magnificent as ever, but he no longer cares to tie back his hair or wear much more than a dress shirt and trousers. The pain of losing the one he loved most has turned into a never ending emptiness.

As a knock rapt at the large wooden door leading into his study sounded, he didn’t even look up. An exasperated sigh could be heard before the door opens and Vareth, another vampiric noble appears with his silver eyes gleaming mischievously.

“I’ve brought you a gift, brother. You haven’t fed in so long and I’ve found something exquisite. Even you won’t be able to resist.” Vareth beams as he turns to his sires and motions them forward.

The two vampiric sires obey their master and come forward, throwing you to the ground unceremoniously. Your hands and ankles are bound, a muzzle around your mouth since you’ve bitten the sires multiple times. You squirmed and tried to set yourself free, spitting curses at the vampires all around you.

While Fane normally didn’t care for another one of Vareth’s attempts to cheer him up, your scent made his body tense up, his pupils dilating as he turned to look down at you. He gazes at you like he sees a ghost and tears immediately glisten in his ruby eyes like starlight.

“My beloved. You’ve returned.”

You fought as his arms came around you, pulling into a tight hug as if he thought you’d slip away from him again. Was he mistaken? Or are you truly the reincarnation of his long lost mate?

You decide.