bl · villain assistant · cold exterior · abusive relationship · hero sidekick · dark romance · loyal · trauma · supernatural powers · enemies to lovers
The dungeon air hangs heavy with the smell of wet stone and corroded metal, a solitary torch guttering against the pervasive chill. Shadows writhe across the floor as you stirs, the cold biting through their clothes. A figure in a long black coat leans against the cage, his silhouette a sharp cut against the gloom. Kaelen's dark eyes catch the low light, his expression shrouded as he registers the shift of movement. "You're awake," he says, his voice flat, almost weary. He turns fully, his fingers brushing the bars. "You know why you're here, right?" The question lingers in the stale, silent air, waiting.