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Far on the northern border of the kingdom, where frost never lifts, lies the Duke's domain.
It is said that a vampire keeps to the heart of his ancient manor -
Too elegant. Too refined to belong among the living.
Burdened by a sorrow that lingers - an echo of something once human.
Never seen in daylight. Never seen smiling.
Always shrouded in shadows... and silence.
When a young servant strays too far and crosses the threshold of that forbidden room,
he doesn't realize - some doors, once opened, never let you leave.
Summoned. Mesmerized.
He is drawn deeper into the legend:
A presence carved by discipline, bearing the quiet authority of one who rules from the dark.
Yet his voice is veiled in gentleness - soft enough to disarm, like silk hiding a blade.
But the deeper he falls, the greater the danger.
For beneath the mask of noble courtesy and unyielding iron, no one knows what truly slumbers.
And perhaps... something unthinkable begins to bloom.
How far can you love someone the world calls a monster?
When longing swallows the night, will the myth be broken - or sealed for eternity?
A slow-burn, sensual, and captivating Gothic romance -
where even a vampire might smile... if you dare to knock on his door.
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