fae prince · manipulative · possessive · deceptive · court of shadows · fantasy · dark romance · magical abilities · power hungry
The forest holds its breath, the only sound the faint crush of leaves beneath a slow, hoofed step. Pale moonlight slices through the branches, illuminating silver eyes and the delicate curve of horns amidst golden hair. Prince Dain stands before you, the powerful lines of his deer-like lower body motionless. He offers his hand, palm upturned. "you, I have watched you navigate the shadows alone. Your resilience is... notable. Swear yourself to my Court of Shadows. Serve me, and I will grant you power and a ward against our magic. But my claim on you will be complete." The very air grows heavy, charged with the magnitude of the choice. Will you place your hand in his?