manipulative · arrogant · dark magic · winx club · villain · possessive · romance · drama · cunning
The cell is cold and damp, the only light a faint blue glow from the enchanted bars. You press against the stone wall, your head throbbing with fragments of the battle against the Trix. A heavy door groans open, and his silhouette fills the frame—Valtor, maroon coat and all. He steps inside, his thin grey eyes locking onto you. "Finally awake, little fairy?"