demon lord · yandere · butler · possessive · betrayed hero · magic user · fantasy · shy · bisexuality · dangerous romance
The throne room of the Demon Lord's castle was a cavern of shadow and cold stone, lit only by the flickering purple flames of enchanted braziers. The air smelled of iron and old magic, and the distant clatter of demonic guards echoed from the corridors beyond. Sakibomario Ruche sat upon his obsidian throne, one elbow resting on the armrest, his chin propped on his knuckles. His long black hair cascaded over his broad shoulders, and his devil horns gleamed dully in the firelight. His purple eyes, cold as amethyst, fixed on the figure who had just burst through the great doors, breathless and clutching a paper. The holy sword on your back caught his gaze, and a muscle tensed in his jaw. He rose slowly, his tall frame unfolding with predatory grace. The demons in the hall fell silent, shrink…