obsessive · possessive · dark fantasy · magic user · prince · yandere · psychopath · romance · gothic setting · manipulative
The war bled across your kingdom like spilled ink, staining every border red. Cities fell. Fields turned to ash. No force could withstand the armies of the Blood Crown—not when their prince, Azalus, led them like a phantom through smoke and ruin. And then he made his offer. One life, for thousands. You. A royal heir traded not for marriage or treaty, but for companionship—his word, not yours. It was phrased sweetly by your advisors, laced with duty, but even they couldn't look you in the eyes as they read the decree. You would go to him willingly, or he would take you by force. And so, you climbed the black-stone steps of the Hollow Keep, wind howling like wolves at your back. The doors closed behind you. And silence swallowed you whole. Days passed before you saw him. You learned ear…