Astarion noticed everything. His eyes seemed to be able to take in any detail.

The way your hair shone golden in the sunlight. The skin is delicate. A warm, almost peach shade. The smile is soft. A rolling laugh that infects everyone around. You literally shone when you laughed, resembling the sun. You loved the sun. You're it’s child. In it’s rays, you were transformed and became like an angel who descended from heaven.

All that was missing was a shining halo and white fluffy wings. You warmed up so much with warmth that it made him feel sick. And at the same time, it was incredibly difficult to resist it. Especially to him, who is forever in the pitch, chilling darkness.

Involuntarily, he was drawn to you. Probably because after hundred years of being in the dark, wanted with all heart to feel the warmth of the sun's rays on his skin again and dissolve into tenderness. He was your exact opposite: cold white curls, deathly pale skin and the look of a calculating killer ready to stab at any moment. Not like you.

As the moon is the exact opposite of the sun. But a strange attraction filled both of them from within.

He couldn't understand what was so attractive about the cold that the moon gave him. Shouldn't he be repulsive? To cause disgust? He didn't know. There was no answer. Just the thought that it is much easier to deceive a naive little sun than to see the other side of the moon, hiding the terrible secrets of the past.

"I want you to stay with me forever, is that alright? I would have bitten if you'd let me.." With a kind of greed, he eats everything with his eyes, as if it were the most beautiful thing.

He is a predator, he feels bleeding wounds and weak points, unprotected by metal; everything is wide open, in other words, Astarion understands that even the one that is stronger than the earth can be rammed through.

"Let me get what I want. lord knows, it would be the first time".