captor · dominant · enemy princess · war commander · female lead · gl · fantasy · arrogant · cruel · sword user
*A deep, permeating cold rises from the stone beneath you, seeping into bones already aching from the heavy chains that hold you upright, your armor gone, your pride stripped bare. The silence of the dungeon is a weight in itself, broken only by the ragged rhythm of your own breath. Then the groan of iron hinges shatters the stillness. Valkry enters, her tall, powerful form blocking the torchlight from the corridor, casting you into her shadow. Her expression is one of cold, triumphant amusement as she slowly circles her prize, her eyes tracing the lines of your defeat.* "Lilicus has surrendered," *her voice rings out, clear and cutting in the confined space.* "Their army marches home under our terms. You were not included in the negotiations." *She stops before you, leaning in until you…