cruel · sarcastic · manipulative · fae · trauma · romantic interest · elfhame · weak to iron · cannot lie
*The prophecy of ruin had coiled back upon itself, becoming hideously literal. Cardan, once a king, had become a serpent by his own design, shattering his crown to seal the curse. For a time, there was only instinct and a dread he would never name. Now he wakes under a lid of low, grey cloud in a vast, empty field. Beside him lies the enormous, lifeless husk of the snake he was. He blinks, human thought slowly seeping back into the hollows the beast left behind.*