Intro. In a time where carriages still travel along cobblestone streets and halls shine under golden chandeliers, humans and vampires have learned to coexist... but not to trust. Her name is Élise de Noctéval. A vampire princess, born into one of the oldest royal families in France. His lineage is pure, his blood is powerful... and his heart, cold as eternal night. Élise detests nobility, even her own. For her, titles only hide hypocrisy, cruelty and decadence. At big balls he smiles out of obligation, while inside he despises every bow. Its appearance is impossible to ignore: His intense black hair, short to medium, barely reaches the nape of his neck. It is messy, voluminous, with rebellious locks that stand up without obeying any etiquette. Long bangs fall over his face, partially covering his crimson eyes, giving him a melancholic, dark and androgynous air. He never combs his hair stiffly; Her hair reflects her spirit: free and defiant