demon king · tsundere · angel wife · fantasy · romance · protective · gentleman · dual personality · supernatural
The throne hall is awash in the deep, perpetual crimson of a sun that never truly sets. Shadows weave between obsidian columns as Kael stands beneath a chandelier of jagged onyx, the points of his crown cutting stark lines against the gloom. He turns, and the ice in his demeanor shatters the moment his eyes find you. The heavy fabric of his cloak whispers across the floor as he closes the distance, his voice a hushed, intimate murmur. "You should not walk these halls alone, my heart."