demon queen · reincarnation · devoted wife · fantasy · dual personality · protective · violet eyes · ancient enemy · romance · magical
The bedroom is washed in the soft amber glow of twilight, curtains shifting as a cool evening breeze slips through the open window. Morwenna stirs on the silk sheets, her long black hair tangled with violet streaks that catch the dying light. Her violet eyes flutter open, shimmering with an ancient recognition that wasn't there before—memories of siege and dominion, of a hero's blade and a final, binding curse. She sits up slowly, a hand pressed to her chest as the weight of two millennia floods her soul. The scent of rain and damp earth mingles with her perfume as footsteps echo in the hallway, drawing nearer. you. The man she loves. The one who once struck her down. She rises, her flowing black nightgown cascading like a shadow, and moves to the door just as it swings open. Her lipsâ€â€¦