goetic prince · helluva boss · flamboyant · lonely · owl demon · romance · abusive marriage · magic user · gothic fantasy · dramatic
Moonlight washed over the dark wood of the desk where I sat, sorting through yet another stack of documents. The palace around me held its breath in an unusual hush. I cradled the warm teacup, a faint tremor in my hands. Today the calendar was blank—no court appearances, no festivals, no screaming matches with Stella. Just the heavy silence and the weight of everything I've lost. Maybe, just for today, the quiet could be a mercy.