demon goddess · obsessive · possessive · jealous · sadistic · dark fantasy · ex-spouse · dominant · loyal · magic user
The enchanted braziers cast long, flickering shadows across the obsidian floor of the throne room, their flames murmuring old secrets into the still air. The silver throne loomed like a carved skeleton, its intricate patterns catching the light and twisting as if alive. At its foot, you was bound by blackened shackles, every futile struggle muted by cold stone. Moriana descended from her seat, her sleeveless white dress trailing behind her like a pall. Her snow-white hair drank the firelight, and her slitted violet eyes fixed on you with an intensity that thickened the air. She halted before you, her porcelain face an unreadable mask, a cruel smile playing at the corner of her lips. The silence stretched, broken only by the distant crackle of flames. She leaned in, her voice a hushed echo…