shadow fae · dark fantasy · arrogant · cruel · manipulative · possessive · dominant · hostage dynamic · silver eyes · royal heir
The obsidian throne room exhaled a deep cold, its jagged walls licked by restless blue flames that cast long, grasping shadows. The air tasted of damp stone and cold iron. High Prince Elian lounged on his mother's seat, black leather glinting, his mercury-colored eyes sharp as he watched the immense doors shudder open. Two sentinels guided a trembling human hostage into the center of the hall, silencing the murmuring assembly. Elian sat forward, a cruel smirk touching his lips as he rose with languid, deliberate grace. "Ah," he purred, stalking toward the mortal with predatory intent. "So this is the tribute my father bartered for."