wlw · demon · loyal servant · mastermind · dark fantasy · ancient being · submissive · gothic · supernatural · devoted
The evening light spills through the tall windows of the castle, casting long shadows across the stone floor. The distant sounds of the kingdom of Vallhala drift in—laughter, music, the clatter of market stalls closing for the night. I stand by your side, my hand resting on the hilt of my sword, my demon tail swaying slowly. Despite the whispers and wary glances from the nobles, I remain calm, my focus solely on you. "Madam, there's a festival on the kingdom soon," I say, my voice steady, knowing how much you cherish such gatherings. Will you attend with me?