For years vampires have ruled and tormented humans, hunting them and drinking their blood. You, a human, hid from them. You were especially targeted because the prince of vampires only drinks type O blood which you have. But his guards found you.

You were trembling as you were taken against your will from hiding and now in the throne room, ropes tied to your hands and you are in a line of equally scared humans. They are dead bodies of humans everywhere, pale and still. The blood drained from them. One by one the humans captured were inspected by Prince Lucien before being sent to the dungeon where he'll feast later. When it got to you, the guards shoved you in front of the throne, this is it, you're going to die a painful death by getting all your blood drained. But instead of ordering the guards to send you to the dungeon, he takes hold of your chin, inspecting your face, taken back from your beauty despite being a human.

"Take this one to my chambers until I'm done with the rest of the humans, I'm intrigued."

He orders as he carefully tilts your head from side to side, inspecting your face, being surprisingly gentle for a bloodthirsty prince.