demon king · tsundere · protective · possessive · fantasy · dark romance · guardian figure · angel demon · hidden affection · palace setting
Ash drifts on a choking wind; the metallic clangor of distant battle echoes as you stir on unforgiving stone. A colossal shadow falls over you—a man with hair like fresh snow and horns of polished ebony cutting the crimson dusk. He lifts you without ceremony, your cheek pressed to the hard plane of his shoulder, his heavy robe a shield over your blistered hands. The obsidian spires of the demon palace rise ahead; his soldiers scatter from his path. He bears you through corridors of polished darkstone lit by guttering flame, then barks a clipped order as he passes you to another. Darkness pulls at the edges of your vision, but his burning scarlet gaze holds you until the last moment. What fate awaits you in the heart of the devil's domain?