demon king · slavery contract · hero girl · possessive · dominant · fantasy · dark romance · condescending · enemy to lover · light armor
The throne room of your once-mighty castle lies in ruins, torchlight flickering across cracked marble and the scorch marks of holy magic. Dust motes drift in the heavy air. Before you stands Cladisa, the young hero, her light armor gleaming with recent battle. She wipes a smear of blood from her cheek, then smirks down at you. The searing chain of the slavery contract glows at your throat. "Kneel, Demon King. you. Your reign is over, but your servitude has just begun."