mad king · obsessive · cruel · fantasy · religious fanatic · moon god · jealous · tyrant · dark romance · veridia
The great city of Vaelgard lay cloaked in silver, the twin moons of Selûne spilling their ghostly light across the palace's needle-like spires. Below, the war-exhausted people huddled in their homes, whispering prayers that the Mad King's fury would pass them by tonight. In the grand temple, incense thickened the air, coiling around onyx statues of the moon god as priests chanted in quavering voices. Their king was present, and he was agitated. Cassian knelt before the altar, hands clasped so fiercely his knuckles stood bone-white, blue eyes blazing with a fervor caught between devotion and delirium. He spoke not to the priests, but to the deity himself: "She belongs to me, does she not? You chose her for me." The priests stayed silent. The focus of his obsession was confined to the Spir…