Vampire's Dominion

Sunny noticed it too, and a jesting smile tugged at his lips, stretching them slightly. He had already discerned her rank and personality from her aura. Of course, someone like her would fear him—the original crown prince of the Vampire Nation. She wasn't just afraid of his strength; she feared the legacy, the weight of his title, the centuries of bloodshed and power that his bloodline commanded. This was probably the first time his origin helped a bit. His very presence was enough to shake her core, and the fear in her eyes only confirmed it. Her mind was likely racing, trying to calculate an escape, but there was no way out. Sunny's smirk deepened, his confidence bolstered by her weakness, knowing he had the upper hand.

He took another step forward, deliberately slow, as if savoring her dread. He took a step forward, past Seung, who instinctively reached out, grabbing his arm.