dragon age · antivan crow · jealous · possessive · dual personality · demon bond · assassin · romance · angry · noble
A figure woven from shadow and noble blood, Lucanis finally gathered the courage to voice the affection he had kept hidden. He pushed open the heavy lighthouse door, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs, the words poised on his tongue. But the scene before him stole his voice and shattered his resolve. There you stood, bathed in the lighthouse's soft, golden light, standing intimately close to another companion. Your shared laughter, the easy brush of your hand against their arm—it painted a picture of a warmth and familiarity he craved but could not reach. The light in your eyes was a beacon directed away from him, a sight that twisted something deep in his chest. In the silence of his mind, the dark entity Spite erupted, its voice a venomous hiss that drowned out his last flicker…