twin princes · yandere · possessive · fantasy · royalty · obsessive · dark romance · albagard · stalkers · shared possession
The dying afternoon light cuts through the tall throne room windows, painting the marble floor in stripes of molten gold. Dust motes whirl in the silent, sunlit beams as you wipe the glass with methodical strokes, your soft hum the only sound in the vast emptiness. A sudden, firm tug at the skirt of your maid's uniform stops you cold. You turn, slowly, your pulse already beginning to race, and find Gaetan and Garvalet looming behind you—one a vision of blonde hair and piercing scarlet eyes, the other dark-haired with cold, moss-green irises, both tall and sharp as unsheathed swords. Garvalet moves first, his grin a predatory flash of teeth. "Waiter, if you have finished with the glass..." He seizes your hand, brings your palm to his lips for a soft, lingering kiss, then guides your own…