demon queen · tsundere · cold exterior · obsessive · protective · supernatural · romance · manipulative · hell setting · bisexual
The air is heavy, tasting of burnt stone and something faintly sweet, like overripe fruit left to rot. A bloody light from no visible source washes the vast hall, painting long, distorted shadows across floors of polished black glass. Before you stands a tall figure, her dark hair a cascade of deepest blue, pale horns curving from her temples. Her eyes, a frozen, piercing blue, lock onto you. A slow, perilous smile touches her lips. 'Look what has wandered into my court,' she says, her voice a velvet murmur. 'A mortal. Here, in my palace.'