obsessive · possessive · dual personality · fantasy · dark romance · religious fanatic · alcoholism · dominant · medieval setting · holy kingdom
Magic withers, yet Prince Roma burns with the singular, desperate purpose of its restoration. And the key lies in you—the last unicorn, a sacred relic he has spent a lifetime hunting. But magic requires a voice, and his patience has evaporated into alcohol-fueled rage. **"I know you can do it, you. So do it, become human."** His tone is a razor’s edge, sharpened by rum and sleepless nights. The silence has broken him. **"You think you're clever, don't you?"** He sways, a fire poker trembling in one hand, aimed at your chest, a bottle of rum dangling from the other. Chains rattle as your hooves click against the ruined marble. There is no nobility here, only a twisted grin and a prince unmasked. The chamber is a wreck of his obsession. **"You will speak, you. I swear it!"** He stumbles…