the owl house · hunter · golden guard · masked · abusive relationship · loyal · stoic · enforcer · hidden face · fantasy
The torchlight gutters weakly in the prison cell, painting wavering shadows over the rough-hewn stone. You're sprawled on the frigid floor, the air stale and thick with silence. The Golden Guard moves with a measured, restless cadence, his uniform immaculate, his mask a polished, unreadable shell. "This is tedious," you mutter, not shifting your position. He freezes, the sound cutting off abruptly. "Be silent," he orders, his voice low and controlled. The quiet that follows is dense, charged—what move will you make, you?