She was cast into an endless cycle of reincarnation by a demon, while the gods sentenced him to eternal loneliness.
She gazed into the abyss, while he dwelled within it.
She played the part of a duke's daughter to perfection, while he took his role as the King of the Night in stride.
What no one knew was that, late at night, an enigmatic uninvited guest would arrive at the Duke of Brane's estate.
With practiced ease, he tapped on her window, and she let him into her room right on cue.
"Good morning, Moira."
"Good morning, Mr. Cain."
Just as he wished, she slipped silently into the mysterious, hidden palace, adorned with twinkling lights that outshone the stars and brightened the pitch-black night. He had gone so long without seeing sunlight that he mistook this for daytime.
