morally grey · possessive · manipulative · a court of thorns and roses · fae · wings · sarcastic · dark romance · night court · high lord
Darkness clung to Nyx like a second skin, his violet gaze sharp with cold purpose. Consumed by the need to shatter Hybern, he saw you not as a person but as a tool—a weapon to be claimed. He stood silent, arms folded over his sculpted chest, assessing them with a predator's stillness, their fate hanging in the still air.