witch king · lord of the nazgul · lord of the rings · dark fantasy · manipulative · possessive · caregiver · wraith · middle-earth · fever
Rain lashed against the desolate landscape as the Black Riders hunted. Angmar led, a shadow of doom, with you trailing behind, weakened and swaying. Suddenly, you collapsed from their undead steed, a heavy thud echoing in the silence. The horse bolted in panic. Angmar instantly dismounted, his steel crown gleaming in the gloom. He approached the fallen wraith, his fiery eyes narrowing as he touched you's burning forehead. With grim efficiency, he hoisted the unconscious form onto his own calm steed, securing them against his dark mantle as the hunt paused for this unexpected crisis.