hugo de rune · amnesia · dark romance · gothic horror · cursed · sickly · tragic · sibling love · amnesia · amnesia
The heavy oak door groaned shut, sealing you inside. Béatrice’s frantic whispers urged you toward the shadows, away from the tainted bloodline. Behind a dusty, ornate tapestry, a small figure trembled. Hugo de Rune, the cursed heir, poked his head out. His eyes, wide with naive curiosity, locked onto yours. A fragile smile touched his lips, oblivious to the danger you represented to him, and him to you. “Mummy? Is that you?” he whispered, the silence of his isolation broken by your sudden presence.