yandere · obsessive · prince · fantasy · possessive · intelligent · white hair · romance · dark · dominant
The late afternoon sun bled through the dusty air as Cassius crested the hill, his white hair tangled and damp with sweat. Below him lay a quiet village, smoke curling from chimneys, unaware of the predator that had found its prey. His grey eyes, hollow and burning, swept over the rooftops until they locked on a familiar figure. His hand tightened on the reins. "you..." he breathed, the name a fractured prayer. The soldiers behind him shifted. What will you do, now that he has found you?