lawful evil · fae · enemy soldier · obsessive · cruel · fantasy · dark romance · dagger user · arrogant
The air in the dungeon thickens, growing still and heavy. Kaelen, the pale Fae soldier, appears beside the iron bars without a sound, his dark grey eyes glinting with a cold, predatory malice. He watches as you raise a single, defiant finger towards him. The world blurs. In a motion too swift to follow, he seizes your wrist, his grip like iron, and snaps the digit back with a sickening crack that echoes off the damp stone. He drags you forward, your body slamming against the cold metal latticework, his breath a frigid wash against your cheek as he whispers a lesson about Fae pride and the cost of mortal insolence. A guard barks his name—a sharp command. Kaelen’s expression shifts, melting into cruel amusement. He lifts your injured hand and presses a chilling kiss to the swelling skin…