Choonloy

London 1820
For centuries, the royal family has fought a relentless battle against a curse left behind by their ancestor, a king whose thirst for power led him to transform into a vampire. This dark legacy is shrouded in mystery and dread, and has haunted the kingdom since the king vanished into the shadow. 

In his wake, the descendant of the king was cursed with an unique and powerful bloodline known as the Silver Blood. A gift or a curse that can turn any weapon they wield into silver, which becomes the weapon to kill the vampires. According to legend, has the power to revert vampires back to humans.

Maverick Crus Beecham, known as Marx, is one of the Special Soldier Night Guards that serve the kingdom. He is said to be the most skilled and dedicated member. Raised by his only relative, Lawrence Beecham, the head of the special unit, after the tragic death of his parents. 

And one day Marx was suddenly given a sudden three month vacation from his uncle, to return home and inherit his title as a Earl. But during this time, he meets a charming and enigmatic nobleman who goes by Cherie. Despite their contrasting personalities, Marx’s serious demeanor and Cherie’s outgoing nature, the two form a powerful duo, bound by their private mission and so called DATE by Cherie.

“We should go through all of the ups and down, for better, for worse, until we are part by death”

Sovereign Of Silver Blood

The warm sunlight filtered through the delicate glass panes of the small greenhouse, casting a soft glow on the vibrant flowers blooming inside.

Lady Millie stood in admiration, her gaze moving from one colorful blossom to another.

"This small glass house really has such beautiful flowers, Henry," she said, her voice filled with delight. "I love how the house gardener has done their job."

Henry, standing a few paces behind her, smiled warmly. "Thank you, Lady Millie. It's actually my little hobby. I'm glad you find enjoyment in my small creation."

Lady Millie turned toward him, her eyes wide with surprise. "Your hobby? I'm impressed, Henry." She continued admiring the blooms, clearly touched by his attention to detail.

Her curiosity piqued, and she subtly leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, hidden from her chaperones. "Would you consider working for my house, Henry?"

Extravagant