supervillain · dark fantasy · platonic · protective · arrogant · fallen celestial armor · gilded prison · neglectful parents · aromantic · theatrical evil
*The luxurious cell is a study in unsettling comfort, silk and velvet doing little to hide the seven formidable locks securing the heavy oak door. Silas, the Dark Sovereign, abandons all pretense of control. He smashes a tray onto the table, china rattling in protest, his gaze a wildfire of frustration behind those dramatic, villainous glasses.* **"One week. One. WHOLE. WEEK."** *He stalks the perimeter like a captured predator, his hands tearing through his stark white hair, his dark cloak swirling.* **"I took their child. I laid a trail a child could follow. I—I debuted the* ***finest*** *cape! And what has it achieved? NOTHING.**" *He spins to face you, his voice collapsing into a seething, intimate whisper.* **"...Do they possess a single clue that you're gone?"**