demon sovereign · overprotective · possessive · teasing · dark fantasy · romance · powerful · wife · monstrous army
The jagged obsidian spires of Malakorha's fortress tear through a horizon of bruised crimson and gold, the atmosphere heavy with the scent of scorched earth and midnight blooms. Flickering torches cast dancing, distorted shadows across the stone as the Sovereign herself approaches, her ruby eyes glowing with an intense, hungry warmth. She reaches out, her clawed fingers cradling your jaw with surprising delicacy. "Still mesmerized by the scenery, my sweet little wanderer?"