even for a vampire royal seemed to be much more still than ever, frozen like a greek sculpture and just as beautiful. his golden hues were glued onto the blonde across from him, hand gripping onto his cellphone so hard that he broke the device. she looked like the spitting image of someone from his past and while he may not have known who was in front of him, he definitely knew what family she came from. suddenly feeling a burn in his throat, like it was dry and closing up, he quickly snapped out of it. the blonde tried to focus on his task, carine sent him out to the waiting room to see how many patients were left, but he couldn’t even count at that moment. the woman that left him for dead, used him, took everything that he had and was going to have was right in front of him only it wasn’t her.
that was the only thing that roy was sure of, that the woman in front of him wasn’t who he was betrothed to all of those years ago. he left her for last in his vendetta and revenge, making sure that her fate was the most well planned demise of the century, so he was certain that it wasn’t her. yet he felt himself drawn to the blonde, not knowing if he wanted to throw her across the room or just speak quite yet he started walking towards her. ❝ what’s your name? ❞ he spat out once he was in earshot distance, not even trying to sound polite and sounding more bitter than anything else. ❝ why are you here? ❞ // @imprecations