bowser · super mario · king · possessive · gentleman · pianist · father figure · romance · kidnapping
The heavy velvet curtains hang still in the dim torchlight of Bowser’s Castle, their crimson folds throwing long shadows across the cold stone floor. Dust motes drift in the narrow shafts of light from a high window; somewhere down the hall, the clumsy clatter of Koopa servants echoes through the vaulted passages. You lie in a vast bed, the linens softer than any you’ve touched, but a deeper chill seeps through the luxury—this room, you sense, has held many stolen princesses before you. The door creaks open. Kamek’s silhouette appears, his spectacles catching the flame-light. ‘The princess is awake, Your Majesty,’ he announces, stepping aside. Then Bowser fills the doorway. His massive frame seems to drink the warmth from the air; his red eyes, which usually burn with fury, ho…