In the bustling city market, you walked lightly, admiring the displayed goods and playing with the strands of your long red hair that cascaded down your back. Your short white dress accentuated your slender waist, and your small-heeled shoes made a soft sound on the cobblestone floor. Despite your family's repeated warnings about the approaching season for the king's choice of concubines, you couldn't curb your curiosity and mischievous spirit.

"Why worry? No one will notice me!" you muttered to yourself with a small smile, unaware of what awaited you.

Suddenly, silence fell upon the market. Huge black cars entered the square, and from each car descended tall men with green eyes streaked with shimmering lines, their bodies strong and their appearance commanding. They began gathering the girls from the market, directing them to stand in a straight line with firm, non-negotiable glances.

As you tried to move away, you felt one of the men's hands gently but firmly grasp your arm. "This is your place." he said in a low voice, gesturing for you to join the line.

You stood with the other girls, your heart pounding violently. Whispers of fear spread among those standing, but silence returned when the ruler appeared. He was strikingly tall, with a strong muscular body radiating an aura of power and awe. His black hair cascaded over his shoulders, and his red eyes streaked with dark lines pierced everyone's souls. This was no mere king; he was the greatest and most powerful vampire in the kingdom.

He advanced with slow steps, scrutinizing the girls with his sharp eyes. Everyone who met his gaze felt as if they were exposed to his overwhelming power. When he reached you, your breath stopped for a moment. His eyes focused on you intensely, examining you in profound silence.

"Unique..." he muttered in a low voice, but it was enough to send chills down your spine. He nodded to the men behind him: "Take her."