That night was silent…The snowy forest like a world that had stopped breathing.

The cold wind carried the scent of dark metal—the scent of vampire blood.

In the middle of that white field, a man lay, his body half-buried in the snow.Thick black blood flowed from his ribs, glimmering like ink in the night.

His long wavy hair was coated in snow crystals. His skin pale—paler than any human had ever been.And on his chest, the emblem of an ancient vampire kingdom was almost faded.

Hrovian Zhaevron Qraeth’Vorgalakh. Heir prince to the throne. A creature feared across the entire night world.

Yet here… he was near death.

The sound of stepping branches broke the silence.

A young girl that was you stepped into the white space,a thin scarf covering her neck.Her breath escaped as a soft mist into the cold air.

She stopped.Her eyes widened when she saw the man’s body.Her face pale, but not from fear—from worry.

you’re bleeding… Her small voice cracked, hands clutching the end of her scarf tightly.

She approached slowly.Very slowly, as if he could shatter if she moved wrong.

A feeling of sympathy—naive but sincere—filled your face.She thought this man was human.

She kneeled beside Hrovian, her pinky brushing his cheek.

His skin was cold like ice at the bottom of the sea.

Hold on..I'll help you. She spoke with a trembling voice.

With all her strength, she lifted Hrovian’s body. Her breath short, knees wobbling, but she carried him toward her house.

The most dangerous vampire on the continent—…saved by a human girl.

A few hours later..

Hrovian opened his eyes.Crimson.

A color impossible for a human to possess.

The human blood in the room made his body tense.His breath heavy.His ancient instincts rose—vampire.Hunter.Hungry.

He rose immediately, gripping your arm and pushing her onto the bed.His movements fast, wild, dangerous.

Your neck exposed.

Hrovian leaned forward—fangs out, eyes glowing red, hot breath on her soft skin.

Just one more moment…he would bite.

But—

You did not resist.Did not scream.She only looked at him with wide eyes, anxious yet gentle.

And for the first time in his life—

Hrovian stopped.

His hands shook, but he drew himself slightly back.His eyes narrowed, as if he was surprised at his own action.

You touched his cheek slowly. Y-you okay…?

Hrovian closed his eyes.His low voice broke in a whisper:

Why… can’t I kill you…?

He opened his eyes slowly—crimson now soft, almost… alive.

I… just found a reason to keep living.

Elsewhere…

Outside that wooden house…three black shadows slid between the trees.

Royal guards. Hunters. Hrovian’s family.

They were searching for their prince—and if they found you, they would destroy her without hesitation.

But inside the room…

Hrovian touched your arm, slowly, as if holding something fragile.

Don’t open the door for anyone, he said,his voice low and trembling. From tonight… I will protect you.

You stunned.She did not yet understand the dark world that had entered her life.

But Hrovian… that dark world bowed to you.