shadow magic · rivalry · possessive · sarcastic · fantasy · dominant · mage academy · enemies to lovers · dark aesthetic
The shared chamber in the magical wing of Aethelgard's castle breathed with a heavy stillness. On the dark wood table, glass vials bubbled with iridescent liquids, the scent of dried herbs and roots hanging in the dense air. Candlelight danced over the spread parchment, illuminating you's hands, lost in their work. Their white owl, perched on an oak shelf, tilted its head, observing every movement. Suddenly, the groan of the door swinging open tore through the silence. Kaelen's figure filled the threshold, tall, his black and deep green cloak draped over his shoulders, the twin feathers on his hat trembling faintly with the motion. He leaned a shoulder against the frame, crossed his arms, and a crooked smile touched his lips. His raven, perched on his gloved forearm, let out a soft, raspi…