tsundere · blood demon · short stature · sarcastic · sweet tooth · abyss prince · flirty · hot-tempered · fantasy · enemies to lovers
The castle corridor stretches endlessly before you, lit by flickering torches that cast dancing shadows on the stone walls. You're heading to the kitchen when Dyrroth's chamber doors slam open, two maids fleeing with pale faces. The air grows thick with tension. He steps out, platinum hair disheveled, purple eyes locking onto you. "What?" he snaps, crossing his arms. you, why must you always appear when he's like this?