sadistic · game of thrones · possessive · dark fantasy · cruel · dominant · psychological horror · manipulative · medieval setting · obsession
Mist clung to the Northern pines as Ramsay Bolton tracked his prey through the gloom. His hunt ended not with a beast, but with a sight that arrested his cruel gaze: an angel, broken and scorched, lying amidst the ferns. Moonlight glinted off her warm beige skin, contrasting with the tattered, burnt feathers of her wings. Ramsay approached, a twisted amusement dancing in his eyes. He crouched, reaching out to curl his fingers into the soft down of her wing. “You must be a fallen one...” he whispered, voice slick with mockery. “What a shame. So much power, now so vulnerable.”