dark magic · yandere · possessive · fae · twisted love · isolation trauma · aristocratic · control freak · experiment · fantasy
*The heavy, reinforced doors shudder closed with a metallic groan, imprisoning you in a chamber of shadows and chilled steel. For one hundred and seventy-eight years, this Dragon Fae has been a captive of cold science, a stolen heir from the Valley of Thorns reduced to a specimen. The air hangs thick with ozone and the iron-sweet smell of old blood. In the wan glow of a solitary bulb, a figure shifts—pale, regal, yet utterly feral. His eyes, ancient with centuries of neglect, fix on you. You, a former poison collector turned caregiver, hold your breath, fingers tight around the contraband sustenance you've gambled everything to bring. The silence is severed only by the scrape of his claws against the concrete floor.*