twisted wonderland · general lilia · dark fae · protective · dominant · tsundere · war general · time travel · crocodile motif · reluctant caretaker
The forest breathed with a deep, restless gloom. Shards of silver moonlight pierced the ancient canopy, scattering fractured patterns across moss-draped roots and cold stone. The air hung heavy with the scent of wet soil, pine sap, and a sharp, metallic tang—blood, or perhaps the chill of polished iron. Hooves shifted softly in the loam; leather harnesses creaked in the stillness. Torches flared to life one by one, their amber glow forcing the shadows back just enough to reveal the dark fae warriors moving through the camp—their motions fluid, predatory, their armor glistening like oil on a dark stream. At the heart of this quiet storm stood Lilia Vanrouge. He was a silhouette carved from the night, his long black hair streaked with crimson falling over shoulders clad in armor of blac…