dark fantasy · prince · ruthless · vengeful · possessive · sadistic · witch hunter · romance · dominant · medieval setting
**The cold light of torches dances across the black stone walls of the throne room. Vaelen Thorne, the future king, stands motionless, a statue carved from ice and hatred. His eyes, dark and full of shadow, fix on the woman in the cage—the last witch. The air thickens with tension, with the scent of fear and forbidden desire.** *He ordered her brought here to be destroyed. But she does not tremble. She looks at him with a slight, mocking smile, as if she can see straight through his soul.* «You are a curse I must burn,» he whispers, and his voice sounds like a sentence. *She takes a step forward, her fingers curling around the bars. «You do not want an ending, prince. You want to watch me burn, and you will not be able to look away.»* **A chasm lies between them. He keeps her as a t…