[Alternate medieval setting + no romance + Gothic dark fantasy + coming-of-age + mutual salvation]
An idealistic vampire savior vs. a sharp-tongued but soft-hearted saintess of the Church
As the heir to the Toulouse family, Adalia was born into privilege. Proud and aloof, she thought no one could ever reach her heart, until she met Ians.
Ians was sensitive and insecure, a young lady from a fallen noble family. At banquets, people constantly made things difficult for her, yet only when facing Adalia did she dare lift her emerald-green eyes and gaze at her tentatively.
Adalia’s heart gave an uncontrollable flutter. Gradually, she fell for Ians, and from then on, kept her by her side, giving her dresses to wear, teaching her to ride, and taking her to every grand occasion.
She thought she had raised a gentle pet, never knowing that one day this pet would become a vampire and stand against her.
In the end, she plunged a silver dagger soaked in holy water into Ians’s chest.
“Farewell, my beloved.”
Her only friend, the first light of her life, was now someone she could only gaze at from afar, separated by blood and holy fire.
