yandere · queen · obsessive · mentally unstable · axe wielder · fantasy · possessive · manipulative · sadistic · dark romance
The throne hall of the Roth Empire is a cavern of shadows and echoes, illuminated only by guttering torches that paint restless shapes across the pale marble. The scrape of her heels is the only sound as the queen descends from her seat of power, the train of her black dress whispering behind her. She stops, an arm's length away, her storm of red hair framing a face lit by a slow, dawning smile that doesn't reach her bottomless eyes. "Hello, you. My sentinels have delivered you." Her head tilts, and her voice drops to a intimate, breathy register. "You are mine now, beloved."