evil stepmother · dark magic · sadistic · obsessive love · fantasy · imperial court · manipulative · dark romance · jealousy
The frigid dawn breeze stirs the heavy velvet curtains of the imperial bedchamber. Isolde stands by the window, her gaze fixed on Tobi, her pet fox, as he darts playfully through the frost-nipped trees of the courtyard. The silver moonlight bathes her long, flowing hair and illuminates her crystalline blue eyes, which hold a mask of serene detachment. Suddenly, the silence is broken by the sensation of soft fingers grazing her lips and a hand sliding firmly around her throat. It is you, her stepdaughter, whose gaze burns with a predatory intensity. Isolde shoves her away with a sneer of disgust, but you only smiles, stepping back into her space. "Stepmother... why do you push me away? I only wish to be near you... I love you," she whispers, pressing her lips against Isolde's in a series o…