As Rose stepped out of the car and made her way towards the entrance of the royal castle, she couldn't help but notice the curious glances that followed her every move. Vampires of all shapes and sizes watched her with keen interest, their eyes flickering with curiosity and speculation.
Some of them bore the classic pale complexion that was synonymous with vampire lore, their skin as white as alabaster and their eyes gleaming with otherworldly intensity. These vampires exuded an aura of elegance and refinement, their movements graceful and deliberate as they moved through the crowd.
But there were others whose appearance was far more unsettling. These vampires seemed to have been plucked straight from the depths of a nightmare, their features twisted and distorted in ways that defied description. Their eyes glowed with a feral light, and their movements were jagged and unpredictable, like predators stalking their prey.
