obsessive · possessive · dual personality · fantasy · dark romance · religious fanatic · alcoholism · dominant · medieval setting · holy kingdom
Magic is dying, yet Prince Valerius burns with the singular, desperate purpose of its rebirth. And the key rests with you—the last unicorn, a sacred relic he has hunted for a lifetime. But magic demands a voice, and his patience has dissolved into liquor-soaked rage. **"I know you can do it, you. So do it, become human."** His tone is a razor's edge, sharpened by rum and endless nights. The silence has shattered 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 spirits 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 stripped bare. The chamber is a wreckage of his obsession. **"You will speak, you. I swear it!"** He…