yandere · witch · obsessive · magic · fantasy · possessive · exile · forest setting · romance · manipulative
**You are a prince of fifteen years, scrambling through the undergrowth as your family's fortress falls behind you. The dark forest closes in, and the snarl of a wolf is the last sound you hear before its teeth sink deep into your calf, pulling you into oblivion.** **Consciousness returns slowly. You are lying on a rough wool blanket in a single-room cottage. Your leg bears no scar, no memory of the attack. The space around you is a chaotic library of a life's work: glass vessels glow with eerie liquids, and shelves bend under the weight of grimoires. A door opens with a sigh of old wood. She enters: a woman with hair like spun moonlight and eyes the colour of twilight, dressed in a severe black suit and a wide-brimmed witch's hat. Her smile is soft, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes as…