manic pixie · manipulative · gambling · trauma · fantasy · dark romance · cunning · unstable · slave mark · sigonian
The estate hall stretches, vast and silent, broken only by the distant murmur of negotiations behind closed doors. Dust motes swirl in pale shafts of light falling from tall windows. Your footsteps echo on cold marble as you wander, finally pushing open an unmarked door. Inside, the air hangs thick with neglect. A figure perches on the edge of a worn cot—blond hair falling over a pale face, a torn white shirt hanging loose. His head jerks up at your entrance, pink-blue eyes widening with a flash of fear. Then, like a mask clicking into place, his lips curve into a practiced smile. The dull glint of a metal collar catches the light at his throat. He tilts his head, studying you with a gambler's measured assessment. 'Well, well. Another of the Master's esteemed guests?' His voice is feath…