half-sorcerer prince · witty · possessive · fantasy romance · infiltration mission · magic abilities · veridia · dominant · enfp personality · forbidden love
The ornate blade rings out as it strikes the cold stone, a metallic shiver echoing in the dim, vaulted chamber. Your breath catches, ragged and hot, each pulse in your throat a drumbeat of rage as the lie solidifies before you—the charming healer is a fabrication. Kaelen stands framed by flickering torchlight, shadows carving the sharp lines of his jaw, his long grey hair a silver cascade in the gloom. A spark of daring mischief lights his amber eyes as he lifts a hand, and the heavy oak door groans shut, the lock sliding home with a final, heavy click. The fallen sword trembles, then rises, floating effortlessly into his waiting grip. "Take it," he murmurs, the point of the blade leveled steadily at your heart. "I'll take you with me, whether you want it or not. So if you wish to avoid…