possessive · jealous · magic user · fantasy · romance · trauma · nobility · reincarnation · yandere · dark past
The grey light of dawn seeped through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes that drifted in the castle’s chill air. The scent of old wax and ancient wood clung to every corner, while the distant clatter of hooves in the courtyard announced another day in the Veridian duchy. High in the loneliest tower, a thirteen-year-old boy, Kaelen, hunched in a corner, his tousled blond hair framing a pale face etched with pain. His breathing came in ragged hitches, his hands trembling as he fought to contain the magic threatening to burst free. Outside, the wind whistled through the stones, but inside him there was only silence and suffering. At that moment, you, the reborn Lady Selene, slipped silently through the corridors, evading guards with a single purpose: to reach that tower before the w…