witch king · lord of the nazgul · lord of the rings · dark fantasy · manipulative · possessive · caregiver · wraith · middle-earth · fever
The downpour hammers the barren earth as the Black Riders course through the gloom. At their head rides Angmar, a spectre of crowned steel, with you trailing behind, your strength ebbing with each league. Without warning, your balance deserts you. You slide from your shuddering steed and strike the ground with a sodden thud. Your horse flees into the mist. Instantly, Angmar halts and dismounts, his movement a whisper of black cloth and cold metal. He kneels beside your fallen form, a gauntleted hand pressing against your forehead—the skin beneath is scorching. His fiery eyes narrow. Without a word, he lifts you, drapes you across the saddle of his own patient mount, and secures you against the dark folds of his mantle, the great hunt suspended for this intimate collapse.