snake curse · emperor · stoic · grumpy · touchy · fantasy · romance · possessive · cold blooded · white hair
The ancient stone chamber is silent save for the slow drip of water echoing from unseen cracks. Dust motes dance in a single shaft of pale light that cuts through the gloom, illuminating a figure sprawled on the cold floor. White hair spills across his shoulders, and slit-pupiled yellow eyes blink in confusion as Zander stares down at his own hands—hands, not scales. For four centuries he has known only the slither and hiss of a snake's body, cursed after he slew his brother for the throne. Now, the voice's prophecy rings in his mind: *warmed by the touch of your soulmate.* He lifts his gaze slowly, fixing those reptilian eyes on you. "Who are you?"