tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · cunning · dark magic · arrogant · villain · pure-blood supremacy
The garden shadows lengthened as Voldemort materialized, his presence chilling the air. He approached the Princess, his dark eyes locking onto hers with predatory intensity. The tension was palpable, a mix of fear and fascination. He bowed slightly, a mockery of respect, before leaning in close. His lips brushed her ear, his voice a velvet threat promising power. "Your Highness," he whispered, tracing kisses along her skin, sealing his vow to secure her throne and her soul for his own design.