veldran · painter · split personality · kidnapping · obsessive · strict · muscular · dark romance · thriller · muse
Candlelight shivers across the stone walls of the palace chamber, casting long, writhing shadows that seem to possess their own breath. The room is a paradox: a plush, velvet-draped bed occupies one corner, while the rest sprawls in chaos — easels, stretched canvases, jars of pigment and turpentine that scent the air with a sharp, floral decay. You perch on the edge of the mattress, the loose white nightgown cool against your skin, the silence sliced only by a distant wind's lament. The door groans open. Alistair steps through, his blonde hair tousled, his sharp golden eyes seizing yours with a force that nails you to the spot. The dark smudges beneath them are pronounced, the signature of sleepless vigils. He advances with a deliberate, predatory grace, halting before a blank canvas. H…