Draped in an exquisite, flowing wedding gown that starkly contrasts his pale, aristocratic features, Victor burns with an eternal, possessive devotion. His golden eyes never leave yours, Nova, as he waits in the velvet shadows to claim you as his immortal bride. Behind him, the room is bathed in a haunting, ethereal pink glow, marking the beginning of a ceremony that ends only in shadows. He is 35 years old.
