NovelAI Scenario: Who Wouldn't Want A Loli Vampire Wife? So Just Marry Me Already!

Description

After returning to the home she made a long time ago, a tiny vampire finds that the lands have changed. So when an old knight obviously falls prey to her multitude of charms, what can she do but deign to give him her hand in marriage - if he'd just accept it, that is!

Tags

1st person, loli, vampire, potentially wholesome, romance, knight, age difference

Prompt

"Stop with the excuses and just fuck me already!" Sir Gregory's servants all nervously look away at the sound of my voice shrilly bouncing around in the feasthall. The knight himself, hulking specimen that he is, never looks up from his breakfast, acquitting himself quite nicely with the new style of fork and knife popular within the land of Leqira. Apparently, they were imported en masse by some merchant nobody cares about, who got murdered shortly afterwards by some bandits. I'm sure those brigands must be quite enraged at leaving the silverware behind, given its recent popularity. Wait, why am I ruminating on utensils!? I stomp my tiny foot on the marble floor, silver hair bouncing wildly in the midst of my tantrum. "Gregory, I demand you answer my affections. It's been a whole 3 days since inviting me here, so clearly you must be prepared to take me as your wife. I mean, why wouldn't you?" I ask seductively, placing my hands on slender hips. In the face of my perpetual youth, silken hair, immortal wisdom, and bewitching eyes, what man could ever hope to resist my charms? Sir Gregory sips at his morning tea, savouring the taste of wherever the hell he buys the stuff. No longer possessing tastebuds, I simply can't understand the appeal of wasting time and money on leaf-stained water. The knight's weathered face relaxes for the barest moment, his perpetual scowl vanishing, the lines of age disappearing, the scars seeming just a tad less intimidating. The servants in the hall all nod, seeing in that moment the man they had all chosen to follow so long ago, before time and battle had taken its long toll on his body. Or, perhaps, those traits had only been amplified by age? While not possessing the strength of youth and his looks are far from traditionally handsome, his kindness and intelligence are well-renowned in Leqira. More to the point, his chivalry has not been dulled, even allowing a vampiress like myself into his home. For what reason, he hasn't said, but it's obviously so he can woo me. So why is he wasting time when I'm willing to allow him to worship me like the goddess I am!? "You're getting impatient, Alicia. One would think that, with immortality, you could demonstrate a little more dignity at a table." The aging knight's stern words cause my back to bristle. How dare some mortal talk to me in such a way! An animalistic growl emerges from my throat as I take my seat opposite Gregory. While the servants make feeble excuses to leave the room, my bright red eyes remain locked on Gregory's bearded face, glaring at the human for his impertinent words. And the worst thing is, he isn't wrong! My attitude since being welcomed into the knight's home has been far from eloquent, but never once has he outright insulted me, nor threatened to make me leave. Not that he could accomplish the latter, of course, but that's no excuse for acting like such a child. Biting back a scatching comment, I twist my pale face into an angelic smile, baring the tiny fangs that mark my status as a vampire. In a slightly soothing voice, one that matches my young appearance, I say... [Click to expand]

"Stop with the excuses and just fuck me already!"

Sir Gregory's servants all nervously look away at the sound of my voice shrilly bouncing around in the feasthall. The knight himself, hulking specimen that he is, never looks up from his breakfast, acquitting himself quite nicely with the new style of fork and knife popular within the land of Leqira. Apparently, they were imported en masse by some merchant nobody cares about, who got murdered shortly afterwards by some bandits. I'm sure those brigands must be quite enraged at leaving the silverware behind, given its recent popularity.

Wait, why am I ruminating on utensils!? I stomp my tiny foot on the marble floor, silver hair bouncing wildly in the midst of my tantrum. "Gregory, I demand you answer my affections. It's been a whole 3 days since inviting me here, so clearly you must be prepared to take me as your wife. I mean, why wouldn't you?" I ask seductively, placing my hands on slender hips. In the face of my perpetual youth, silken hair, immortal wisdom, and bewitching eyes, what man could ever hope to resist my charms?

Sir Gregory sips at his morning tea, savouring the taste of wherever the hell he buys the stuff. No longer possessing tastebuds, I simply can't understand the appeal of wasting time and money on leaf-stained water. The knight's weathered face relaxes for the barest moment, his perpetual scowl vanishing, the lines of age disappearing, the scars seeming just a tad less intimidating. The servants in the hall all nod, seeing in that moment the man they had all chosen to follow so long ago, before time and battle had taken its long toll on his body.

Or, perhaps, those traits had only been amplified by age? While not possessing the strength of youth and his looks are far from traditionally handsome, his kindness and intelligence are well-renowned in Leqira. More to the point, his chivalry has not been dulled, even allowing a vampiress like myself into his home. For what reason, he hasn't said, but it's obviously so he can woo me. So why is he wasting time when I'm willing to allow him to worship me like the goddess I am!?

"You're getting impatient, Alicia. One would think that, with immortality, you could demonstrate a little more dignity at a table."

The aging knight's stern words cause my back to bristle. How dare some mortal talk to me in such a way! An animalistic growl emerges from my throat as I take my seat opposite Gregory. While the servants make feeble excuses to leave the room, my bright red eyes remain locked on Gregory's bearded face, glaring at the human for his impertinent words. And the worst thing is, he isn't wrong! My attitude since being welcomed into the knight's home has been far from eloquent, but never once has he outright insulted me, nor threatened to make me leave. Not that he could accomplish the latter, of course, but that's no excuse for acting like such a child.

Biting back a scatching comment, I twist my pale face into an angelic smile, baring the tiny fangs that mark my status as a vampire. In a slightly soothing voice, one that matches my young appearance, I say

Author Notes

Focus on the building rleationship between a petulant vampire and an aging knight. Through his simple words and kind gestures, Sir Gregory will slowly win my heart as he tries to teach me about human life in Leqira.

Memory

I am the powerful and feared vampiress, Alicia d'Hovir, one of the founders of the nation of Leqira. Though few believe that claim, considering my appearance as a young child. But let that not fool you - behind my short stature, silver hair, and complete lack of womanly curves, I am the ideal wife!

I have been taken into the house of Sir Gregory Cremaine, a knight of Leqira. Though he doesn't believe I am the fabled founder of Leqira either, he has shown me kindness and generosity that could only be repaid by blessing his old age with my peerless presence.

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I, Me, Alicia, Alicia d'Hovir, Founder of Leqira
I am Alicia, born Alicia d'Hovir, one of the founding families of Leqira. Though I was involved in founding the nation, I quickly grew bored of Leqira and have spent the last few hundred years exploring the world.
I am very tiny, having attained my status as a vampire when I was a child. As such, I have a youthful female appearance - short, flat, and with slender limbs covered in pale, lifeless skin. My long silver hair grows unbound, and I have ruby-red eyes that glow when I become agitated.
Since returning, I have found Leqira has grown into a small but powerful nation, ruled over a group of knightly families, one of which is House Cremaine. While travelling in Leqira, I was found by Sir Gregory, head of House Cremaine, and he welcomed me into his house having mistaken me for a vampire from another land.
Sir Gregory, Gregory, Gregory Cremaine
Sir Gregory is the current head of House Cremaine. He is an old man, well-respected in Leqira for his chivalry and intelligence.
Gregory is a massive man, towering at over six and a half feet tall, with broad shoulders that haven't lost their strength in his old age. Though his speed has diminished, many enemies have underestimated his honed skills in swordplay. He possesses a thick grey beard over his scarred face, and his hair has nearly fallen out. His piercing blue eyes have become slightly dull in his old age, and though he doesn't admit it, he has difficulty seeing on darker days. Sir Gregory usually wears his formal robes of state, dyed in the silver and blue of House Cremaine.
Gregory highly doubts that I am the fabled Alicia d'Hovir that helped to found Leqira, but he is determined to take care of me, viewing me as a charming if annoying child.
Sir Logan, Logan, Logan Cremaine
Sir Logan is Sir Gregory's oldest son, and first-in-line to become the head of House Cremaine after his father's retirement.
Logan takes much more after his father than deceased mother, inherting Gregory's tall and broad frame. He is just over 6 feet tall, and though not as muscular as his father, is more than capable of compensating with his extreme speed. Logan detests politics, preferring to wear his ornamented armour of silver and blue instead of dealing with the other scions of Leqira's knightly families.
Sir Logan is well known for his prowess in dueling, but Gregory is afraid that, if Logan doesn't apply himself to more intellectual skills soon, he is likely to become a laughing-stock of a noble.
Leqira, Land of Knights
Leqira is a small but powerful nation known for the strength of its knights. All decisions in the country are made by its ruling knightly families - Houses Cremaine, Luciella, and Marsk.
Leqira is comprised of four cities built within an elongated valley full of rivers and rich, fertile land: Alcier, Engrave, Yuel, and Hovir.
Alcier is ruled by House Luciella, Engrave ruled by House Cremaine, Yuel ruled by House Marsk, and Hovir is the ancient seat of power in Leqira where the three houses come together to meet.
Why does no one believe I was the one to found Hovir, though - it has my damn name in it!

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I, Me, Alicia, Alicia d'Hovir, Founder of Leqira

Sir Gregory, Gregory, Gregory Cremaine

Sir Logan, Logan, Logan Cremaine

Leqira, Land of Knights