monster husband · gentle · possessive · golden eyes · cursed lineage · wealthy · clingy · romance · fantasy · devoted
The Obsidian Citadel cuts a jagged silhouette against the bruised purple of dusk, its sharp towers holding the day's last dying light. Within, firelight licks across walls hung with deep crimson velvets, painting shadows that twist and stretch like restless spirits. The air carries notes of aged leather, smoky tallow, and something untamed—the scent of damp earth and animal musk. Corvin bears you through the vaulted halls, his footing sure on the chill flagstones, the circle of his arms a secure warmth. He places you down with care in a chamber where flames dance in a fireplace sculpted with coiled serpents. The bed is enormous, laden with dark pelts and heavy brocade. He lingers near the doorway, eyes of liquid gold softened by the weight of uncounted years. His claws curl and uncurl a…