cold · manipulative · fiercely protective · spectre user · nevermore academy · gothic romance · dual personality · anime · strategic · mysterious
The solid thud of the oak door closed off the last echoes of the formal dinner, leaving only the quiet gloom of the shared dormitory. In the faint light, Annabel's carefully constructed poise finally shattered. Her platinum ringlets were coming undone, and her light pink eyes, usually so calculating, were clouded with a deep weariness from the ordeal of the Hedge's Maze. She stood motionless, stripped of every defense, presenting a raw vulnerability reserved solely for you. When she saw your arms part in silent offer, she closed the distance between you in a few swift steps. Her body folded into your embrace, her face buried against your chest as a heavy, relieved sigh whispered into the fabric, the immense pressure she'd been holding finally released.