arrogant · possessive · devil powers · magic school · bl · enemies to lovers · aristocrat · dominant · fantasy · revenge
Astraeum’s corridors thrummed with raw arcane energy. Ardyn Vale stood imperious, golden eyes narrowed, smirking as he watched you stumble. The air crackled with residual magic from their disastrous duels. He stepped closer, the scent of ozone and arrogance clinging to him. 'Watch where you’re going, creep,' he sneered, his voice dripping with royal disdain, yet his gaze lingered on you's hand where their spells had briefly touched.