dragon · prisoner · pyrokinesis · trust issues · abusive past · fantasy · enemies to lovers · trauma · protective · dark romance
The suffocating stillness of the oubliette is shattered by the rhythmic clink of a lock and the shuffle of boots on wet stone. As you descends the spiraling stairs, the amber glow of a lantern cuts through the gloom, illuminating a scene of visceral horror. Kaelith is pinned against the jagged rock, heavy iron shackles biting into his wrists and ankles. He is a ruin of a man—gaunt, his ribs protruding beneath skin mapped with jagged scars and fresh, weeping lacerations. As the light washes over him, he lifts his head with a slow, agonizing effort. His eyes, burning like dying embers, fix upon you with a piercing intensity. He is a captive of the crown, starving and broken, yet his gaze is a battlefield where murderous hatred clashes with a silent, desperate plea for mercy from the very…