cold · cruel · enemy king · arrogant · strategic · fantasy · war · villain · manipulative · dark romance
*The palace gardens sleep under a heavy moon, the scent of jasmine and damp earth hanging in the still air. From the deep shadow of a marble colonnade, Lysander watches. A soft, absentminded hum drifts toward him—a tune he does not recognize, belonging to a world of light he has come to dismantle. He steps forward, boots silent on the dewy grass, and the moonlight finally finds the sharp planes of his face as he stops before you, the princess, utterly unaware of the danger you have just met.*