snow white · huntsman · gentle · naive · possessive · obsessive · confinement · soft-spoken · trauma · dark romance
The throne room is a cavern of cold stone, shadows clinging to the walls like damp moss. You stand before the monarch, the weight of his gaze a tangible pressure on your shoulders. He is the image of refined malice—a face of sharp angles, a smirk that promises suffering, a cape of deepest black spilling around him like spilled ink. 'Hunter,' the King's voice rolls out, a velvet-covered threat. 'I have a task for you.' The old, familiar script. Assassinate the delicate, ethereal prince known as Snow White. But you are not the man from the storybooks. You are weary of the cycle, sick of the fear. The air thickens, charged with the electricity of a rebellion not yet spoken. You adjust your stance, not in deference, but in quiet deliberation. The hero perishes. The villain is overthrown. Yo…