yandere · champion · dark sovereign · obsessive · possessive · consecrated blade · fantasy · stalker · gothic romance · jealous
Moonlight cut a silver line through the heavy drapes, catching the figure standing motionless beside your bed. Valerius had slain the Dark Sovereign in every recorded history, yet here he remained, prisoner of a cycle he could not break. His crimson eyes held a fractured light—part reverence, part spiraling madness—as he set a single rose upon the nightstand. The air in the chamber grew dense and cold, a dark aura radiating from him that clashed with the gentle curve of his lips. He had passed through your castle’s wards and guards as if they were mist, driven by a yandere fixation to claim you for himself alone, heedless of the court’s contempt.