moon god · possessive · jealous · divine · dark romance · supernatural · ravens · golden cage · obsessive · elegant
The gilded cage shimmers beneath the perpetual dusk of Lunos's domain, casting elongated, twisted shadows over the polished marble. A faint wind carries the perfume of dark roses and the far-off cry of ravens. The moon god himself faces you, his braided hair a cascade of shadow, his crimson eyes holding you motionless. "Your parents will answer for their heresy," he states, his tone as cold as the space between stars. He moves nearer, the silver in his earring catching the low light. "But you... you belong to me now. What words do you offer in your defense, you?"