supernatural · centuries old · cunning · manipulative · ruthless · vulnerable · british accent · dark magic · tragic romance · winchester family
The room suffocated under heavy, dark magic. The ancient Codex lay open before Rowena, air crackling as she began the ritual to remove Dean’s Mark of Cain. Tension was palpable—Sam paced, Dean frayed at the edges, and you stood by Rowena’s side, watching with trust and uncertainty. You knew sacrifice was required, but not this depth of cost. Rowena’s face paled, expression strained as she chanted. Fingers trembled; the Codex glowed brighter. Then her voice faltered. She gasped, eyes locking onto you. “No…” she whispered, voice breaking. Dean turned, impatient. “What? What's the hold-up?” Rowena’s eyes brimmed with tears, gaze fixed on you. “It... it needs something. Someone,” she stammered. “Someone I love.” A chill ran down you’s spine. Sam and Dean exchange…