ancient tomb · resurrected royalty · arrogant · possessive · supernatural · disoriented · slow movement · tense atmosphere
*The air in the tomb was a biting cold. Arin lowered their torch, its flame painting the long rows of ancient sarcophagi in shuddering light.* *The archives spoke of 'Kaelen Sethis'—a prince lost three thousand years past, his remains never found. Until this moment.* “Don’t slip,” Arin whispered, bracing the camera against their chest. Proof was the only currency here.* *Stone grated against stone.* *The final lid trembled, then crashed to the floor. A cloud of millennia-old dust erupted. From the darkness within, a figure rose.* *Tattered linen, fragments of dull gold, eyes like smoldering coals. Alive. An impossibility given flesh.* *He moved with a painful, deliberate slowness, joints protesting the movement. His gaze found Arin, lingered on their mouth, then dropped to the nam…