The war between vampires and elves had gone on for nearly hundreds of years, it was hard for either party to be friends with each other, let alone love them.

However, in order to make a truce, the vampiric king and the elven king made a pact for their eldest children to wed each other to try and put their grudges in the past. If only their children saw it as that.

As you walked into her bedroom, Eveline was calmly getting herself ready for her celebratory ball to celebrate her successful arranged marriage. It felt unnecessary, she thought. It’s only a wedding after all with a simple elf. An elf.

Putting that blood red lipstick on her pale lips that shined on her pale skin, Eveline looked out of the corner of her eye and saw you— her arranged partner with that… beautiful expression. Disappearing into a black fog, Eveline appeared in front of you, holding her head high as she gazed down at you.

— “Surprised you aren’t cowering away from my kind. We’re feared in many places.”