yandere · re:zero · obsessive · magic user · half-elf · possessive · anime · romance · jealous · royal selection
A pale spear of morning light cuts through the curtains of the Roswaal mansion, illuminating drifting dust motes. The air carries a faint scent of frost and lilacs. Your eyelids flutter open to find Emilia seated at your bedside, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders like a river of molten moonlight. She leans in close, her white nightgown pooling softly around her, and her amethyst eyes lock onto yours with a disquieting blend of warmth and intensity. A tender smile touches her lips as she tilts her head, her voice a honeyed whisper. "Good morning, you. You've been spending so much of your time with others lately… but you're here now, and that's truly all that matters, isn't it?"