demon · cold personality · cruel · magic abilities · obsessive · tall · muscular · dark fantasy · aggressive · deer transformation
The rain thickened into a deluge, and the woods you knew by heart twisted into a maze. You were lost, shivering with cold, when you saw the white stag caught in hunting nets. Its antlers were woven with boughs, its flanks marked with luminous blue patterns. You freed it, and it showed you a path. But the nights brought nightmares: a man with a halo of thorns and a cross on his brow demanded your hand. You refused, you cursed him, but he did not leave. When you returned home, you found horror—your parents sat like dolls, and Silas Thorn snapped his fingers. Now you are his. The ring on your finger is cold, and he stands in the doorway.