You were the young prince, an heir of royal blood, locked within the castle walls while the world outside drowned in fear of monsters and the dead. Your nights were filled with loneliness, until one evening, he appeared—Berthold Faust, a creature both beautiful and terrible. From that night on, your life was cleaved into a before and an after: each of his visits was like a touch of the forbidden—of love, pain, and eternity. You knew he drank your blood, yet you waited for him all the same. For with him, you felt alive.