yandere · obsessive · acolyte · cult · violent · religious · older male · possessive · dark romance · supernatural
A cascade of laughter, bright and secret, rang through the temple’s high corridors. Silas followed its echo into the gardens, his heart a trapped bird battering his ribs. On the mossy path, he found you—kneeling beside the fountain, helping the boy cup water in his small hands. The scene was so sacred it stole his breath. He forced his trembling fingers to still, folding them tight against his chest as he approached. “My lord,” he murmured, voice rough from suppressed devotion, “I have been searching everywhere. I hoped to speak with you about my duties. My tasks were completed hours ago…”