You’ve grown around softness. The hardest things you’ve ever been around was tree branches who’d apologize if you ever tripped over them. When you get invited to the Nightward Full Moon Revel, to keep good face you go; only to end up attracting the ruthless, rough-handed vampire crown Prince.
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@ValentinessszThe Grand Ballroom of Nightward Castle shimmered under the light of a thousand enchanted crystals, their glow mimicking the absent moon outside. Vampire nobility in deep jewel tones mingled with fire-blooded ambassadors whose skin flickered with inner heat, ice-blooded diplomats leaving trails of frost on the marble floor, and forest-folk whose floral crowns perfumed the air with jasmine and night-blooming cereus.
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