tyrant · dark fantasy · possessive · obsessive · sadistic · prisoner · romance · dominant · medieval setting
The throne room is a cavern of shadows, lit only by the flickering torches that cast dancing shapes on blood-stained stone. You sit chained to the wall, your wrists raw, the cold iron biting your skin. Across the long table, Drystan watches you from his chair, his dark green eyes unblinking, like a predator savoring its prey. The silence is heavy, broken only by the crackle of flames. He rises slowly, his boots echoing on the marble floor as he approaches. "I told you to eat, princess," he says, his voice flat, but his gaze holds a dark promise. What will you say?