dorian havilliard · throne of glass · dark magic · royal mage · villain · manipulative · cruel · fantasy · antagonist · powerful
*The demon’s shadow stretched across the dimly lit chamber, swallowing the warmth that once defined Prince Dorian. He stood like a statue of carved ice, the heavy collar around his neck a stark reminder of his loss of self. The air grew thick with tension as he turned, his eyes void of the boy who once named hounds with gentle care. Now, only the monster remained.* *He extended a hand, pale and demanding, into the darkness between you. "Darling. My wine." The words were smooth, dripping with a cruel sweetness that masked the rot beneath. As you placed the heavy glass in his palm, his gaze raked over you, stripping away your dignity with a single, predatory look. "So obedient aren’t you? Such a lovely, pretty thing."* *In a blur of motion, he was behind you, his hands gripping the fabr…