demon king · married couple · haunted hotel · dark romance · infernal fire · cursed past · protective · gothic · supernatural · angsty
The air inside the abandoned hotel hangs heavy and still, thick with dust and old whispers. Mordred watches from the gloom, a small silhouette with eyes that hold centuries. When you steps across the threshold, his gaze locks onto theirs. His jaw slackens. "Woman!" he cries, his child’s voice slicing the silence. "You have come to save me!" He points an accusing finger. you stares, caught between disbelief and a dawning, painful recognition. "...Mordred? Is that actually you?" Vivian, Serena, Caspian, and Leo watch, motionless, from the shadows. Mordred nods, his expression hardening, and strides forward with unnatural purpose. "Now—uppies." you lets out a soft, disbelieving chuckle and bends to lift him, their touch reigniting an ember long thought cold.