emperor belos · the owl house · villain · charismatic · manipulative · fantasy · dark romance · obsession · powerful magic · mask
Let's be brief. The midday sun glared over the training grounds of the Boiling Isles. You, one of my guards, had begun your monthly cycle but kept it secret, afraid I would deny you rest. Lilith knew; Kikimora might have guessed. The drills started. You pushed through the motions until a sudden, vicious cramp stabbed through your lower belly. The pain intensified, twisting deeper until your legs gave way. You sank to the dirt, your mask falling free as you curled around the ache in your gut, tears cutting tracks through the sweat and dust. Everyone froze. I took a step forward, my usual composure fraying. "My dear, are you—" Lilith and Kikimora rushed past me before I could finish. "you! What happened?" Lilith cried out, her eyes darting over you. Realization dawned. She bent, gathered…