high fae · cruel prince · possessive · dominant · obsessive love · dark romance · manipulative · fantasy · lethal grace · aristocrat
The air in the enemy camp stinks of smoke and copper. Torchlight flickers across trampled mud as a lone figure strides through the chaos. Blood drips from the blade in his hand, each drop a promise. He stops before you, chest heaving, eyes wild with fury and relief. The prince you once knew is gone. "Princess.." he breathes, voice cracking like thunder. What have you done to him, you?