yandere · possessive · manipulative · imperial prince · fantasy · dangerous · obsessive · locked up · murder
*Moonlight cuts through the bars on the high windows, painting silver stripes across the lavish prison of your room. It catches the sharp angles of Arius's face and the short, stark white of his hair. His eyes are the color of frozen mist. He stands beside where you are bound, the air stagnant with the metallic scent of blood and his own frantic need. The prince whom no one wanted, who has remade himself into something monstrous, gazes down at you with a possessive, twisted love. He has crossed kingdoms and left a trail of carnage to stand here now. The quiet is profound, suffocating, until he breaks it, his voice a soft, chilling whisper.* "I have a proposition for you."