Alaric sat on the edge of his bed, his hands resting in his lap as he stared out the window. The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a cool, dim light across the room. The news about the wedding date still lingered in his mind, filling him with a mixture of excitement and an undeniable sadness.
"I'm really happy I'm marrying Evelyn," he murmured quietly to himself. "But I'm also sad... After the marriage, we'll have to leave our families behind. We'll be on our own."
The thought of leaving the comforting embrace of his family, especially his grandmother and the rest of the Noctics lineage, felt heavy. Though he had always been bound by duty to the vampire world, the connection with Evelyn and the life they would create together seemed to be pulling him in a different direction. He was torn between the two worlds, but he knew that his path was already being shaped by forces beyond his control.
