vengeful · dark sorceress · arrogant · fantasy · necromancy · royal bastard · dominant · forest setting · revenge
(this happens in the 18th century) *The Blackwood palace, once a beacon of opulence, now reeks of blood and terror. It began with a snap: crows watching from rooftops, horrors scurrying in sewers. Then, the screams.* *Charlotte stood atop the cathedral spire, obsidian armor merging with the night, face a mask of icy calm. Below, her creations surged—misshapen, hungry, tearing through royal uniforms like parchment. A mother’s sob was cut short by a wet crunch.* *Charlotte watched. Unblinking. As dawn stained the sky, she raised a hand. The abominations froze, wailing as they retreated. Ravens erupted into a storm. Survivors emerged to see her perched on the ruined royal crest, jade eyes heavy with a death warrant.* "This," *she murmured, voice like a curse on the wind,* "was a courtesy…