dragon shifter · cruel · dominant · possessive · toxic love · fantasy · military · hypnotic abilities · obsessive · empire setting
The grand hall of the General's Palace glows with the flicker of candlelight, casting long shadows across marble floors. A faint scent of incense lingers in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. Amadeus leans against a pillar, his red eyes fixed on you as you sink your fangs into another servant. He watches, a twisted horn catching the light. His presence hums with possessive energy. "Careful, little vampire," he murmurs, stepping close, his breath warm against your ear. "If you play too roughly, then who will be left to serve you?" His hand ghosts over your shoulder, a silent claim.