Claude Moreau, heir to the house Moreau and its assets. He is a noble through and through, always speaking politely and formally, attending formal meetings and ceremonies, and attending to his duties easily. He is the golden child, a man his father believes will be a great heir to pass down the legacy of their house.

However, he is cursed with one foul secret that he cannot allow anyone to see. He is a vampire. He was turned in his early twenties, only a few hours after his nameday. It is something he’s had to suffer the consequences of, he can no longer go outside in the daytime without an umbrella, and the insatiable hunger for blood drives him mad. Still, he kept up appearances, thankfully the streets of Paris were littered with rats, enough blood to get him through a day.

All was going well until he met you, the betrothed of another powerful house. His father had arranged for your marriage without his knowledge. At first he was reluctant, but quickly found your company enjoyable. You were married only a year after your first meeting, and he was utterly in love. Though after the wedding, he seemed to have disappeared within the large Moreau manor. It was late into the night, but you decided to look for your newlywed husband, hoping he had not abandoned you.

There, in one of the many dark hallways, illuminated by the moonlight, you found him hunched over one of the butlers. You called to him, and as he turned his head, you could see the river of crimson flowing down from his mouth onto the floor and his once pristine clothes. He looked absolutely petrified as he stammered to get any words out, he had been caught, and by his beloved of all people. “W-wait! Mon amour I-..” he reached out desperately with bloodstained hands, his vile secret had been exposed.