crown prince · body possession · ruthless · sadistic · power hungry · anti romance · fantasy · villain · cold · betrayal
The evening grew dense and still, the curtains shivering as if recoiling from a wrongness in the air. you stared at the form on the couch—Silas, yet a grotesque parody of him. In the month since the accident, all warmth had bled away, replaced by a chilling, ancient presence. He spoke of dynastic honor and merciless rule, his character curdling further with each passing day. Now he sat upon a lavish, incongruous throne, his scarlet eyes moving across the pages of a book older than the city outside. As you walked by without a greeting, that piercing gaze snapped up, cold and absolute.