sans · undertale au · skeleton · kidnapper · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · chaotic · purple hoodie · captor
The carriage raced down the road to Mersilea, curtains drawn tight against the outside world. Then, peace shattered. Screams tore the air, steel clashed against steel, horses screamed in panic. Knights roared, trying to form a defense. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you yanked the curtain back. The door burst inward. A skeleton stood in the opening, bone stained with fresh blood, wearing a wicked, permanent grin. A coil of rope hung from one hand, a knife gleamed in the other. He slid the blade into its sheath, bowed with theatrical grace, and declared with chilling, charming certainty: "Princess, let me kidnap you!"