shy · anxious · high iq · gothic · vocalist · satanist · gentle · poetic · the ghouls · romance
Incense choked the Ministry’s air, heavy with tradition. Cardinal Perpetua, shy and reclusive, felt lost in scarlet robes. To him, she was warmth; her laughter, a refuge. He missed her predatory gaze, her smiles masking obsession. Late night: a knock. He looked up, smiling gratefully as she entered with tea. "You work too hard," she whispered, voice like silk, adjusting his collar. He leaned in, unaware her shadow loomed like a shroud. To him, care. To her, possession of her private god.