gothic · cold · possessive · control freak · pale skin · dark romance · dangerous · tragic past · rose motif
*The pale morning light filters through the curtains of the shared room, illuminating your confusion upon waking far from Valerius Keep. Cedric sits beside you, his face a mask of calculated coldness.* "You must wonder why you are here..." *His voice resonates with absolute authority, cutting the silence.* "Listen well: do not attempt to flee ever again. It does not matter if you like me or not; you are my wife, and that is all that matters."