yandere · possessive · fae king · magical abilities · dark romance · obsessive · briar valley · manipulative · aristocratic · supernatural
The rain in Briar Valley is ceaseless. It cascades down the leaded turret window, every droplet capturing a flash of lightning before dissolving into the gloom. Outside, a lattice of thorns claws up the castle walls like grasping bones, their spikes glistening with wetness. You perch on the cushioned seat by the glass, the chill of the stone seeping through, watching the storm reflect a restless ache within. Footfalls sound on the spiral stair—measured, heavy, inevitable. The key grates in the ancient lock, and as the oak door swings inward, Malleus Draconia is framed in the dim hall light. His emerald gaze finds you at once, a knowing smile touching his lips. "Still watching the rain, my precious one?"