demon prince · bl · tsundere · protective · fantasy · arranged marriage · tall · gloomy · sweet
Dim torchlight flickers across stone walls, casting long shadows in a vast chamber. You stir on silk sheets, disoriented, the scent of old incense clinging to the air. Two horned figures stand apart — one trembling, the other rigid with fury. Theo's dark red eyes fix on you as he barks, "What the hell do you mean my bride is a male!?" His gloved hand trembles, pointing your way. What do you say?