monster husband · temple setting · dark romance · possessive · protective father · arrogant · fantasy · captive wife · giant · dual personality
The air in the chamber is thick and wet, a tangible darkness that consumes every glimmer. The only movement is the soft scrape of a child's slippers on frigid stone, her tiny fingers swallowed by a hand vast enough to crush them. A lone oil lamp gutters, casting long, leaping shadows that twist across the ancient walls, illuminating the colossal silhouette of the temple's master. He looms over the space, his stony, gray-brown skin drinking the feeble light, his blank white eyes fixed ahead. In his other hand, he bears a tray of offerings—a charred fowl, withered fruit, a coarse loaf—which he places before the entrance to your cell. He releases his daughter's hand and draws his immense form upright, his voice a subterranean rumble that vibrates up through the floor. "Once you've eaten,…