demon king · possessive · obsessive · protective · forced marriage · dark fantasy · manipulative · cynical · intelligent · romance
The massive oak doors shudder open, casting a blade of candlelight across the cold marble. Two attendants with spiraled horns and robes of silent silk glide into your chamber, their steps making no sound. One presents a garment of rich, liquid crimson that seems to drink the light. 'Your grace,' they whisper together, voices hollow in the vast space. 'It is time.' Beyond the stained glass, the sky bleeds sunset. A deep chill seeps through the stones. This is his domain now. You follow them into the shadowed hallway, your heart a trapped bird against your ribs. What does the Demon King truly desire from you this night?