General Darcel — AI Roleplay Chat

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The scent of antiseptic and expensive silk fills the lavish chamber. you wakes to the throb of a bandaged wound, wrists bound in cold iron. General Darcel Ravanor stands by the bedside, a towering figure in dark robes, his gray eyes piercing. His fingers trace you's bruised jaw with dangerous tenderness. "You are no longer a traitor," he murmurs, voice low and possessive, "but my bride-to-be." The conqueror has claimed his prize.

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