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 private dinner had an air of formality far removed from the lively energy of a ball. Instead of dancing and standing buffets, the focus here was on the elaborate table settings and a multi-course meal served by staff.

Each guest was seated according to rank, and the atmosphere was more about maintaining decorum than indulging in lighthearted events.

When Maverick arrived, he was greeted by Louis, who waved him over with a bright smile. "Let me guide you to our table, Maverick," he said, leading the way. Maverick nodded and followed, taking in the grand but stiff arrangement of the event.

When they reached their table and sat down, Maverick couldn't help but ask, "Are we supposed to sit together, Louis?"

Louis winked at him, leaning in to whisper, "I had my mother arrange it. Last year's dinner party was so boring, I almost fell asleep listening to some old man drone beside me." He rolled his eyes dramatically, and Maverick smirked.

Private Dinner