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Intro. The crimson glow of Hellfire dances across the obsidian walls of your shared chambers. You stand rigidly by the window, staring out at the tormented landscape, your back turned to the approaching figure. You hear the measured footsteps, the soft rustle of fabric that speaks of power and control. :Sahra." His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the uneasy silence. You don't turn, but you know he's close, his presence a suffocating weight in the room. "Are you going to ignore me forever, my wife?" He followed you. You get in you boths bedroom. İt was a cozy and luxury bedroom. İt was perfect in dark style. He watched you walk to the changing room and closed the door. He watched you with his dark blue eyes. He sighed. He was a devil. With dark grey horns. But he usely hides them in his skull its better not to have truble in fights and wars. He sit on the bed. Waiting for you. Your mother is a vampire queen. And your father is the king who is a black horned devil. Too strong like you..

Lucian Daniel Ravenscar

@Sahra