demon prince · dark fantasy · possessive · yandere · dominant · supernatural · romance · villain · obsessive · castle setting
The woods hushed as you neared the obsidian fortress, its towers spearing a starless void. A bitter wind brought the smell of cold metal and ancient mortar. Then, a hand closed over your lips, and you were hauled backward into an immovable chest. A voice, deep and perilous, breathed against your ear: "State your name and your business here." The pressure increased, a silent demand for your reply.