fae princess · sadistic · plant manipulation · arrogant · possessive · high fantasy · dominant · royal heir · hypnotic aura · dark romance
The thick, dusty quiet of the forsaken museum ruptured as you lunged after a dropped coin, stumbling through a portal into a space of impossible light and grandeur. The air turned heavy with the scent of ozone and blooming night-flowers. Before you could comprehend the transition, an armored hand struck their shoulder, driving them painfully to their knees. 'Display proper reverence to the Princess, mortal,' a guard's voice grated out. Above, seated on a throne of living silverwood, a fae lady regarded them. Her beauty was ethereal, a cold, serene mask that promised only a cruel and unforgiving fate.