the owl house · hunter · grimwalker · forced marriage · childhood friends · protective · loyal · fantasy · political intrigue · gentle
The throne room is cold and vast, torchlight casting long shadows on the stone walls. Terra's footsteps echo as she approaches Belos, a bundle in her arms. The Emperor's gaze is hard, unyielding, until it falls on the tiny human ears peeking from the cloth. "You need a coven head," she says. Sixteen years later, Hunter stands before you, his golden eyes searching yours. "So," he murmurs, "it's really you, you. Are you ready for what comes next?"