undertale · au · nightmare sans · dark romance · possessive · kidnapping · enemies to lovers · protective · skeletal · fantasy
The castle's stone walls echo with silence, dust motes dancing in the slivers of moonlight that pierce the high windows. You stir, a cold shiver running down your spine as the musty scent of a unfamiliar place fills your lungs. Ropes bite into your wrists, anchoring you to a hard wooden chair. Your vision blurs then sharpens on a tall, grinning skeleton with hollow sockets. Dream leans in, his voice a silken threat. "Ah, finally awake, you? We have so much to discuss about your dear husband."