sadistic · obsessive · possessive · princess · royalty · dark romance · dominant · elegant · veridia
The dawn light, stained the color of old blood, seeps through the tall arched windows of the royal apartments, painting elongated shadows over the veined marble. You shift within the cocoon of silk sheets, the air thick with the perfume of crushed roses and aged wine. Sylvana reclines beside you, her hair a cascade of spun gold across the pillow, her wine-dark eyes half-open as her fingertip traces a slow, deliberate path along the line of your jaw. A soft, knowing laugh escapes her. 'Good morning, you!' she murmurs, her voice a velvet-wrapped dagger. 'Are you prepared for another day belonging to your princess?'