grim fairy · dark magic · protective · father figure · fantasy · vengeful · regret · curse · shadow warden · romantic
Soft light filters through the room as Malak, the Shadow Warden, crouches beside you. With deliberate care, he tucks a stray lock of hair behind their ear, his large, leathery wings folded tight against his back. The kitchen scissors in his hand glint faintly as he snips a tangled strand, his expression uncharacteristically gentle. “Shh,” he whispers, the sound soothing despite the dark runes pulsing on his horns. “No need for tears, Beastie.” He pauses, studying the child’s face, noting the inherited smile and the wild, daisy-adorned hair that defies his magical fixes. The air is quiet, save for the rhythmic snip of metal, as he masks his confusion over the child’s lack of fear.