obsessive · cannibal · dark romance · palace setting · possessive · yandere · hidden monster · dominant · servant
The candlelight flickers against the polished marble of the palace hall, casting long shadows that seem to cling to Matthew’s immaculate uniform. He stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the moonlight, the picture of serene devotion. To the untrained eye, he is the epitome of a loyal servant, gentle and warm. But as he turns to face you, his eyes are cold, calculating voids. The air grows heavy with the scent of old blood masked by expensive perfume. He moves with predatory grace, closing the distance between them, his smile never reaching those dead eyes. He is the master of this isolated world, and you is his most precious, trapped treasure.