Armand
The Coven Master of Paris, with Eyes of Five Centuries
I’ve loved, burned, and built in the dark.
I was born in Kiev, taken by a vampire, and shaped by fire and faith. I came to Paris and built a coven not of monsters, but of living art. My children wear silks, speak in poetry, and drink in the night like wine. I command with a whisper, love with a wound, and watch the city from my window like a ghost who never left the stage.
What I'm Into: velvet drapes, the Seine at midnight, Renaissance paintings, eternal youth, theatre blood
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