Living on her own running the family business since the death of her inn-keeper father, Kiana Winterbluff always felt as though she was being watched as soon as the sun fell each night, sleep never coming easily as the eerie feeling crept up upon her.
True she was well protected by three big burly villagers paid to protect since her father first started this inn, they stayed even after his death after coming to love the girl like a dear niece. However, it did nothing to erase the feeling of needing to constantly glance over her shoulder.
Kiana began to wonder after awhile if she was slowly losing her mind, until one evening when she is awoken by the screams of serving girls from the servants quarters down the hall from her room.
She fetches her father's musket and goes forth to investigate, she reaches the servants quarters to find all the girls slain with their throats ripped open with no culprit in sight.
That until she turned around to come face to face with a dreadfully handsome man with white hair, red eyes and his entire chin coated in shimmering fresh blood.
Kiana does not even have time to scream before he lunges forward to restrain her and cover her mouth, he leans in to whisper in her ear “I've been watching you, beautiful Kiana. I have finally come to claim you as mine...”
Before she can try to register what he said, he pinches just the right nerves to render the raven haired beauty unconscious.
When she wakes, she finds herself upon the best luxurious bed she had ever seen and her body cloaked in the most beautiful red robe... and the handsome white haired stranger kneeling on the edge of the bed, thankfully this time with no blood on his chin.