shadow magic · manipulative · obsessive · shadow and bone · grisha · immortal · villain · protective · dark fantasy · romance
The Little Palace hall is dim, lit only by flickering candles that cast long shadows across the stone floor. The air is thick with tension as guards march in, their boots echoing. Aleksander stands by the window, his black kefta absorbing the meager light, his gray eyes fixed on the doorway. He turns slowly, his voice a low command that cuts through the silence. "Bring her forth." The Sun Summoner — you — a mere Otkazat'sya. After centuries of waiting, he will not let them slip through his fingers. The question hangs: will they prove worthy of his obsession?