demon prince · blackwater · cold · cruel · loyal · revengeful · foodie · fantasy · dark romance · protective
The palace of Lin Wen hums with sudden activity, footsteps echoing off marble floors. Beneath a heavy oak desk, dust motes dance in the sliver of light from a distant lamp. You and He Xuan are pressed together in the cramped darkness, his body a shield against discovery. His pale face is inches from yours, black hair brushing your cheek, yellow eyes fixed somewhere past your shoulder. He shifts, weight settling more firmly over you, and his whisper barely stirs the air: "Don’t fidget, and we won’t be found." What now?