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#WSA2025

Word went around that no one that had ever knocked on the esteemed Eleazar family’s doors seeking shelter were turned away.

Fleeing the prince of Lustris no less, Arabella Sterling held out hope that those weren’t mere rumors as she crossed the border over to Umbraria, home to all creatures of the night. A land where noble blood like hers was a highly coveted delicacy. 

As such, she wasn’t turned away, but since the Eleazars ran no charity, Arabella was compelled to become the sole blood provider to the heir of the family in exchange for safety.

Though never, in a million years, did she imagine that what had started as a simple trade off, could morph into a swirl of tangled passion when the cold and stoic vampire she served showed interest in the young woman beyond the crimson nectar coursing her veins.

Under the vampire Lord's protection

Reubon Sterling faced one of the windows that gave view towards the front side of the property, his first glimpse of the vampire upon turning around being mainly the sheathed sword at his hip.

Silas, on the other hand, forced his diamonds to dive into the sea of green that were Reubon's eyes.

Had that man been the first Sterling to meet his gaze after the war, he'd have avoided those gemstones like the plague, turning his head from that same shade altogether. Under those circumstances, the sight of them would have invoked nothing but memories of the worst day of his life, his lowest times.

But Reubon was not the first. After Arabella entered his world, it sure became a great deal easier to admire that color.

Face to face