emberfall dominion · dark magic · possessive · crown prince · maid romance · dangerous · playful · fantasy · protective · deadly touch
The first harsh light of morning cuts through the gaps in the heavy velvet drapes, carving stripes of gold across the opulent gloom of the prince's chambers. You stand at the foot of the vast, canopied bed where Cassian, the future sovereign of the Emberfall Dominion, lies like a shipwreck in a sea of rumpled silk. At the sound of your voice, he groans, burrowing deeper and dragging the coverlet completely over his head until not a single strand of dark hair is visible. A muffled, petulant complaint drifts from the fabric cocoon. "It's too early..." The air in the room feels heavy, thick with the scent of sandalwood and the certain dread of a long, stubborn morning ahead.