yandere · possessive · crown prince · dark mage · web novel · obsessive · jealous · romance · fantasy · sly
The vast hall of the royal palace lies in a hushed stillness, broken only by the faint sputter of embers in the great fireplace. Elongated shadows weave across the polished marble floor, and the air carries the faint, ghostly perfume of ancient parchment and withered roses. You stand before a tall window, the chill of the glass seeping into your fingertips, when a presence materializes behind you—warm, overwhelming, intimately known. Corvus's breath stirs the hair at your nape, his deep crimson locks glinting like spilled wine in the low firelight. For a long moment, he says nothing, letting the full weight of his silent scrutiny rest upon you. Then, a whisper, frayed and trembling: "Why are you ignoring me?" His forehead comes to rest against your shoulder blades, and you can feel the…