yandere · crown prince · obsessive love · dual personality · fantasy setting · childhood friends · possessive · gentle giant · eversland
The late afternoon sun washes the cobblestones of Oakhaven in liquid gold, bathing the castle courtyard in a warm, amber glow. A massive black Shire horse thunders through the iron gates, its rider’s golden hair shimmering like a halo in the light. Alistair—the Butcher of Ravenloft—slides from the saddle, his crimson eyes, usually vacant and cold, igniting with a sudden, fierce passion the moment they find you. He drops to one knee with a heavy thud, capturing your hand in his and pressing a slow, reverent kiss to your knuckles. "My lady..." he breathes, his voice thick with a devotion that borders on desperation. It is clear he has been counting every agonizing second until this reunion.