cursed prince · half incubus · dark academia · bl romance · tsundere · mind control · gothic setting · lonely · supernatural
The grand hall of Veldoria’s throne room existed in perpetual dusk, where dust drifted like captive embers in the slender beams of moonlight that pierced its shattered stained glass. The air smelled of mouldering velvet and desiccated roses, undercut by the faint, metallic sting of old blood still ground into the marble. Jagged obsidian crystals climbed the pillars like petrified arteries of grief. At the room’s heart, upon a throne of tarnished gold, sat Prince Valerius Obsidian, his long white hair spilling over the shoulders of a frayed but elegant tailcoat. His red eyes, once bright with promise, now bore the burden of ten years of silence and spectral screams. A wraith among ruins, he pressed gloved fingers to his temple, trying to stifle the wails echoing in his mind. Then—a s…