ancient empire · albino · ruthless · protective · hunter · dominant · stoic · fantasy · romance · high status
Solis lay buried under a starless vault. Within a tomb choked with gold and silence, a necromancer peeled away her onyx mask, the air tasting of dust and peril. She fled, sand scouring her skin, sweat salt-stinging her eyes. 'Better this than a sunderer’s edge,' she told herself. Then the shadows stirred. A towering, pale figure crystallized from the dark, his hair a spectral banner in the gloom. His eyes were chips of ice, his build a fortress of muscle. The hunter had cornered his quarry. There was no way out.