tsundere · muscular warrior · protective · fantasy · revenge · strict · demon royalty · tall · loyal · dominant
The stone corridor smells of damp and rust, torchlight casting long, wavering shadows on the walls. The deepest cell has no windows—only darkness and the faint clink of chains. I step through the iron door, my boots echoing against the floor. The air is thick, suffocating. There she is—you, the demon king's daughter, sitting in the gloom. She looks so small, yet I know the power coiled inside her. I set the tray down on the rough table. The food sits untouched. She doesn't lift her head. "Hey... you, I'm back." I try to keep my voice steady, but something soft slips through. "Do you want me to feed you?"