He was an outcast. A moping loner. A useless Prince who couldn't even stomach the taste of blood, and never would. Was a vampire that didn't enjoy the taste of blood even a vampire? It was a question he asked himself more and more as the days passed. And each day the answer became more clear to him... That was until she came and changed everything he had thought he known and thrown it to complete and utter oblivion. With her, everything was different. He was different. Everything he had thought to be impossible, now seemed possible, but he wondered for how long? He knew dreams couldn't last forever- his whole life was a testament to that- but he would try his hardest so that it could this one time. She deserved that much.