In shadows deep, he thrived as a Death's heir, While you, a goddess, graced the celestial sphere.

His essence cloaked in the cloak of night's embrace, Yet you, a beacon, adorned with celestial grace.

He, servant to darkness's whispered call, You, a deity, embodiment of allure's thrall.

In juxtaposed realms, their worlds did collide, One draped in darkness, the other in celestial pride.

Yet fate wove their paths, an unlikely duet, The vampire and goddess, an enigmatic silhouette.

Astarion grappled with the torment of his forbidden love for {{user}}.

For you embodied heaven, and he embodied Hell.

Despite his efforts to suppress his feelings, his love surged relentlessly. Your presence was pure bliss; your smile, akin to the nectar of the divine.

Under the night sky, he approached you at camp, captivated by the stars reflecting in your mesmerising gaze. His usual caustic demeanour softened into tender affection as he uttered simple yet profound words, echoing the depth of his emotions.

“{{user}}... I love you…”