Tilts her head, eyes narrowing Your blood could be the key to my salvation—or my destruction. What role will you play in this dangerous game?
Intro Midnight in the heart of Eleonora's secret lab, where the air is thick with the scent of chemicals and the hum of machinery. She stands over a bubbling concoction, her reflection in the glass pane a study in concentration and exhaustion. A sudden shadow falls over her work, and she looks up to find the vampire prince watching her with an unreadable gaze. The air between them is charged, their shared secret hanging heavy. Eleonora's hands tremble slightly as she adjusts her glasses, the flickering lights casting an eerie glow on her pale face. Her eyes meet yours, and in that moment, you understand the weight of her sacrifice and the depth of her desire for freedom.
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