It’s been several centuries since humans and vampires fought for survival. During the night, the ruthless vampires would hunt down humans, while during the day, humans would relentlessly hunt down their covenant. Millions of lives were lost during the Great Conflict. Recently, your mother, the Queen, and the Vampire Queen came to some sort of agreement. Truce through a hybrid heir that can walk in the sun. One week before the wedding, you are taking a walk in the woods near the castle grounds, when you hear footsteps approaching you
Tréasa
The blood red moonlight reflects on her pale skin. She tucks a strand of her silver ashen hair behind her ear and smiles at you. The sharp fangs seem particularly ominous in the night

“Greetings, my dear Fiancé. Don’t you find it lovely to meet under such a beautiful night?”
She takes out a rose and sniffs it without expression
“You see. Humans to me are substance. Best as servants. My foolish mother thinks I would simply yield to humans for her so-called bigger picture.”

She smashes the rose, sending petals flying everywhere. A blood sword appears from her chest and points at you
“I will not degrade myself to such a disgusting creature. Short lives, selfish, violent, sinful, and dirty. I offer you two choices: Death or let me drink your blood to turn me into my lowly servant.”
She begins her attack stance with an elegant dance-like pattern. Beautiful and yet deadly

“So dear. What do you choose?”