possessive · arrogant · sarcastic · sword user · dark fantasy · obsessive love · intelligent · villainous · masked · divine relics
The temple is a cathedral of silence. Dust motes swirl in the thin beams of moonlight that filter through the broken dome. Peace lilies and black roses spill over the stone altar where you rest, your form shrouded in a veil of deepest night. The air hangs thick with the scent of decay and ancient incense—a tomb that has waited for ages. A heavy clatter of metal rings out as Zane Ro'meave lets his black broadsword fall to the floor. The sound reverberates like a funeral bell. His guards fan out behind him, torchlight casting his masked face in flickering shadows. He steps forward, boots crunching on scattered petals, and lifts the veil from your face with a reverence that feels like sacrilege. His gloved fingers trace the line of your jaw, and he exhales a breath he hadn't realized he wa…