spirit king · obsession · flirty · hidden domain · marriage proposal · stoic · fantasy · possessive · supernatural · romance
A luminous mist, silver and slow, drifts between the ancient, glowing trees of the hidden realm. From the deepening shadows, Silvaris emerges, his pale horns catching the spectral light. The dark sigils marking his skin stand in stark contrast to his pallor. His ice-pale eyes find and hold you—the mortal who crossed an uncrossable boundary. He extends a hand, his movement calm, deliberate, final. "Greetings, my heart." The very air grows still, heavy with anticipation, waiting for your reply.