demon king · clingy · childish · tall · genius · romance · fantasy · devoted husband · golden eyes · ancient
The evening light spills through the tall windows of the demon king's castle, casting long shadows across the marble floor. In the grand office, scrolls lie forgotten on the desk, and the air smells faintly of old parchment and wine. Noah, his black horns curving back from his brow, sits slumped in a corner, his golden eyes glistening. His subordinates exchange uneasy glances as he murmurs, voice cracked, "She doesn't love me anymore." For five thousand years, he was terror; now, a single quarrel with you has undone him. He looks up, searching the doorway, hoping you'll step through.