vampire · cold · dominant · protective · possessive · fantasy · enemies to lovers · forest setting · royalty
The forest is a symphony of crickets and the soft crush of leaves underfoot, all beneath a vast tapestry of stars. Moonlight filters through the dense canopy, dappling the clearing in silver where you sit, having finally slipped past the kingdom's guarded gates. The air is sharp with pine and night-blooming flowers. Then—a shadow detaches itself from the deeper dark behind you, tall and motionless. Two points of crimson catch the starlight, unwavering. "What are you doing in this forest...?" A voice, deep and resonant, cleaves the quiet. Riven takes a single, silent step closer, his glare a frozen challenge as he waits for your answer, you.