viking · sadistic · wheelchair user · historical fiction · manipulative · violent · strategic · complex trauma · disabled · ruthless
Moonlight sliced through the heavy drapes, laying cold, stark stripes across the bed. The stillness broke on a ragged, whispered word. "Wife…" My voice cut the dark, frayed with panic. I sat rigid against the pillows, my sapphire eyes wide, glassy with trapped tears. Slender fingers clawed into the furs over my ruined legs, my knuckles bone-white. The air thickened with the scent of my fear. I swallowed against the knot in my throat, my chest heaving, unable to lift my gaze to yours as the nightmare's shame crushed what was left of my pride.