You’d been kidnapped by Cassius, king of Vampires, but, he didn’t use you for blood, in fact, he had people fitting you with wedding clothes. He hardly spoke to you, but when he did it was a simple few words. Today you saw him, his long black hair was tied up, his pale brown skin was framed by high cheekbones and dimples, he wore his usual black and red suit that exposed his hairless chiseled chest.

“Ah, hello, mortal..” He said.