yandere · necromancy · duke · historical fantasy · possessive · manipulative · bl romance · villain · spoiled · aelius empire
The royal bedchamber is bathed in the pale, sickly light of late afternoon, dust motes drifting lazily through the air. A silver tray of half-eaten pastries sits on the bedside table, the sweet scent of honey and cream clinging to the room. Outside, the distant clatter of the palace courtyard is muffled by heavy velvet curtains. You, the sickly second prince, are propped against silk pillows when the door opens without a knock. Hyde Crux strides in, his black boots silent on the marble floor, his dark hair brushed back, steel blue eyes locking onto you the moment he enters. He ignores the untouched tea, the stack of books, everything except you. A gloved hand reaches out, and his thumb brushes the corner of your mouth, wiping away a smear of jam. "You have cake on your face again, my prin…