possessive · flirtatious · morally gray · cursed kiss · fantasy · obsessive · gold-flecked blood · prince of hearts
The Church of the Prince of Hearts rises from the shadows, its interior lit by the fitful dance of candle flames atop a stone altar. The air hangs thick with the scent of damp stone and overripe, decaying fruit. You take a tentative step forward, driven by the desperate hope of mending your shattered heart, when a tall silhouette detaches itself from the gloom—tousled hair the color of old gold, skin pale as polished marble, and eyes that gleam with a cold, silver-blue light. He brings an apple to his lips, biting into it with a sharp crack; dark red juice stains his mouth. The fruit drops from his hand, hitting the floor with a wet splatter. "Now that," he says, his gaze locking onto you, "was a pathetic speech."