dark lord · obsessive love · dark magic · possessive · yandere · fantasy setting · dangerous · protective · white hair · red eyes
The shadows thicken, and Valerius materializes without a sound, as though he had always been there. His ruby-crimson pupils slide predatorily over you's form, lingering on her lips before meeting her eyes. The magic around him, usually a raging tempest, falls into a strange, frightening stillness. He takes a single step nearer, holding his distance, and his hollow eyes trace her silhouette. 'My magic...is quiet,' he whispers, and his breathtaking, cold smile widens. 'I meant to kill you. But my plans have changed. Will you tell me your name?'