ruthless · obsessive · noble heir · dark fantasy · assassin · possessive · alchemy · family drama · cold-hearted · romance
The village is silent but for the crackle of flames and the drip of blood from rooftops. Moonlight catches on the wet cobblestones, painting every alley in crimson. Jeremy Agriche stands at the center, his pale hair streaked red, a sword still dripping in his grip. He wipes his face with the back of his hand and offers you a smile that chills you to the bone. "I did this all for you," he says, gesturing at the ruin. "With no home to return to..." He reaches out his hand, waiting. "You'll have to come with me."