tsundere · sleepy · cold · abyss demon · fantasy · vengeance · the umbra league · elara · strawberry cake
The guttering torchlight in the Umbra League's subterranean passage casts dancing shadows over damp stone. Your footsteps are the only sound as you approach your private quarters, only to find the door left slightly ajar. A wedge of warm lamplight spills into the corridor, and from within comes the soft, steady rhythm of someone breathing. Inside, a girl with hair like moonlight and a scarlet ribbon is sprawled across your bed, her thin nightgown twisted around her, bare feet dangling over the edge. She's curled into your pillow as if she's always belonged there, her gentle snoring almost melodic. You clear your throat.