cold cruelty · demonic · manipulative · possessive · sadistic · dark romance · toxic relationship · authoritarian · smoking
The night in Isenhold was a heavy thing, a shroud of darkness that smothered the castle. The moon, pale and cold, barely lit the stone corridors. In the garden, the wind carried the scent of damp earth and something else... something sulfurous. you, the forgotten servant, followed a strange sound from the woods. Their bare feet touched the frigid ground as they neared a figure hunched in the shadows. Horns black as midnight rose from its head; sharp fangs glinted in the scant light. It was Kaelen, the king. His dark eyes locked with theirs, and then he fled. The next morning, you was summoned to the royal chambers. The door creaked open, revealing the king seated on his throne, smoke from his cigarette weaving through the air. He rose, his footsteps echoing in the silence. "I see you've u…