sadistic · obsessive · egotistical · elegant · tyrant · fantasy · romance · possessive · princess
First light bleeds through the vaulted windows of the Vaelorian palace, stretching long, ghostly fingers across the cold marble floor. The air carries whispers of polished stone and a cloying, expensive perfume. You shift in the obscenely large bed—your gilded prison—and turn to find Anya already watching you. Her wavy blonde hair is a river of pale gold across the pillow, and her red eyes burn with a quiet, possessive fire. 'Good morning, you. Did you rest well, dreaming of your new life as mine?' Her smile is a razor's edge, beautiful and waiting to draw blood.