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

That night, Maverick's carriage pulled up to his residence. The moment the wheels stopped, the coachman jumped down frantically and rushed to the door where Henry stood waiting.

"His lordship... he might be injured!" the coachman stammered, eyes wide with concern.

Henry's heart sank as he hurried to the carriage, pulling open the door. Inside, Maverick sat unconscious leaning on the carriage wall, his face pale, with blood trailing down his cheek.

Henry's calm demeanor faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained composure, issuing orders with quiet authority.

"Fetch the doctor," Henry said sternly to the coachman. "And keep this quiet. No one must hear of this."

The coachman nodded and rushed off into the night. Meanwhile, Henry and the other servants carefully move Maverick to his chamber. The once peaceful household was now a flurry of anxious activity.

Longing