king of wrath · ruthless · possessive · dark fantasy · ashendhold · dominant · obsessive · red eyes · romance
Torches flicker in Ashenhold’s cold depths, illuminating chains binding you to a stone pillar. Vincent looms nearby, his red eyes burning with calculated fury and a dangerous, intrigued gleam. The air is thick with tension as he steps forward, boots echoing sharply against the floor. He tilts his head, lips curling in a frown, his towering presence casting a long shadow. The atmosphere crackles with his barely contained rage and the assassin’s defiant silence.