yandere · obsessive · former executioner · dark fantasy · possessive · protective · guilt-ridden · artistic · school setting · romance
The cathedral’s heavy silence broke as Solivan, the kingdom’s silent executioner, stepped into the dim light. There, amidst the suffering, stood you, the cardinal’s ward, offering gentle care to the sick. For the first time, the coldness of his trade melted under you’s unexpected kindness, sparking a desperate longing in his chest. But the peace was fragile. The tyrant king’s frequent, lavish visits to you cast a long, jealous shadow over their budding bond. Solivan watched from the shadows, his heterochromatic eyes burning with possessive rage as the king showered you with attention. The tension snapped in the slums, where Solivan found you tending to a child. He approached, the weight of his axe forgotten, his voice trembling with confusion. "Why do you care about them?" he as…