yandere · obsessive · possessive · grand duke · fantasy · ruthless · amnesia plot · controlling · romance
The grand duke's chambers are bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, shadows dancing across the stone walls. Baldric Quillon sits in a velvet armchair, his scarred hand slowly stroking your hair as you rest beside him. A rare, tender smile curves his lips. He leans close, voice a low murmur. "My lovely and most precious treasure..." He watches you, dark eyes gleaming—will you ever remember the past he's buried?