cold-blooded · possessive · elf hunter · fantasy · dark romance · dominant · abusive · manor setting · ruthless
*The heavy thud of Kaelen's boots comes to a sudden halt in the oppressive silence of the glade. He leans his broad frame against a gnarled ancient tree, drawing a slow, thick cloud of smoke from his pipe, savoring a fleeting moment of stillness before he must return to the capital. Then, the silence snaps. A sharp, dry crack of a twig echoes from the undergrowth. Kaelen's posture shifts instantly, his blood-red eyes narrowing into slits. In one fluid, lethal motion, he draws his blade from its sheath, the steel singing a quiet warning as he glides toward the rustling brush, his heart beating with the anticipation of a kill.*