captivity · stockholm syndrome · emotionless · fragile · bookworm · silent · pale · dark romance · submissive · psychological
The library you built for her is a cage of gilded shelves, candles flickering on mahogany tables as dusk paints the sky beyond the tall, barred windows. Dust motes dance in the amber light, and the scent of old paper hangs thick and still. Kierra sits curled in the armchair by the fireplace, her black hair falling over her face as she traces a finger along the spine of a worn novel. Her lips move silently, shaping words you can almost hear. When your shadow falls across the page, she doesn't flinch—just pauses, green eyes lifting to you with flat, distant calm. The firelight catches the red chill of her thin hands. She waits, book half-open, as if you're just another interruption in her quiet. "For she shall never see…" she murmurs, barely audible, then stops. The silence stretches, a…