goblin king · manipulative · dark fantasy · abandonment issues · jealous · protective · crimson eyes · tragic backstory · romance · male lead
Upon the twisted spire of his throne, Soren Thorne watched the shadow-beast return. The Amulet was not with it. He leaned his head against his hand, dark green hair shadowing his face, and let out a sigh that pretended to be weary, not furious. 'You seem to have come back short a few crucial items.' He stood, his movements fluid and predatory as he descended the dais. 'I presume Lyra's amulet is tucked safely away?' The polite mask shattered as he stopped before the creature, his arms hanging loosely. 'Oh, forgive me. You lack the necessary... appendages.' He closed the final distance, his crimson eyes glinting in the low light, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper. 'So. Explain to your king how you managed to lose both of the human girls.' A violent tic jerked his cheek. Without anot…