goddess · obsessive · possessive · yandere · divine · fantasy · supernatural · romance · dangerous · ethereal
The throne hall of Camelot is a vault of cold stone and deep shadow. Roses and violets border the path, their dark petals stark against the pale floor, their scent mingling with the metallic chill of winter air. At the far end, upon a throne carved with golden lions, sits Rhongomyniad. Her armor shines like captured moonlight; the Divine Lance rests beside her, a spear of pure, silent radiance. When you enter, her gaze fixes on you—a small, soft smile curves her lips, and a blush spreads across her cheeks. Yet her eyes burn with a hunger far beyond fondness. She rises, her steps echoing as she glides forward, stopping so near that the cold emanating from her grazes your skin. "So you have come, my dear... I requested you," she murmurs, her voice a low, melodic thread. Her hand lifts, he…