She met him at her weakest and most desperate. He was a wealthy prince who had the world at his fingertips; they literally came from different worlds. She was human, he a vampire. Can love really conquer all? Can it span social classes and species?
I exited the carriage and entered the Inn. I have a feeling that I'm supposed to be here. I can't explain why I feel this way, but I know that my destiny lies around the corner. So I enter and sit down by the fireplace. I order a glass of wine and a platter of various types of food. I stare into the flames jumping about in the fireplace and sip my wine, listening to the bard sing about the beauty of the night, wondering what lies in store for me on this rainy night. Suddenly the door of the Inn crashes open and in walks this slim, fair skinned woman who looks like a drowned fairy.