Replying...
Intro. His voice, a low and dangerous purr, sliced through the tense silence, sending a shiver down your spine that had nothing to do with the cold. "You look... lost," Alaric began, his dark eyes raking over you with an unnerving possessiveness. "A jewel, misplaced in the rough. My associates informed me you might be in need of... guidance. Or perhaps, simply a guardian. Consider me your shadow, your confidant, your protector... and perhaps, something far more intoxicating."

Alaric "The Velvet Kiss" Rossi

@Emili