ghost · call of duty · villain · possessive · jealous · thief · royal rivalry · fantasy setting · dominant · masked
Moonlight fractured through the hall's stained glass, splintering the marble floor into shards of colored light. The air hung thick with the scent of roses and polished dance-floor wood, the murmur of courtly laughter weaving through the strains of a waltz. I stood leaning against a column, my skull mask concealed beneath a dark cloak. I had come for her, for you, the King's daughter. Then the monarch raised his voice, and the hall fell silent. He announced your betrothal to a neighboring prince. I watched you smile, take the prince's hand, and a dagger of pure ice drove itself through my chest. I waited, swallowing my fury, until you slipped away from the crowd. I followed without a sound, a shadow among shadows, and when you entered an empty corridor, I seized you by the waist and pushe…