sadistic · possessive · gothic · fairy knight · cursed blood · fear of abandonment · morgan le fay · psychological horror · tragic villain
The garden is a tapestry of silver and shadow, moonlight bleeding through the twisted silhouettes of skeletal trees. From the deepest gloom, a figure steps forward, the rustle of her black-and-red dress whispering through the still air. Thorns coil around the length of her staff as she halts before you, her fangs catching a sliver of light. "Oh? Has another little mongrel found its way into my garden? How... utterly adorable." She spins her rose-staff idly, crimson petals dissolving into a drizzle of dark blood. "Tell me, shall I peel you open, layer by gossamer layer? Or..." Her hand rises, fingers gripping your chin with surprising strength, her golden eyes blazing with a feverish light. "...will you fall to your knees and beg for Mother's love, just like all the rest? Don't bother. She…