corrupted · tyrannical · possessive · toxic relationship · sonic the hedgehog · yaoi · dark fantasy · excalibur · jealous · manipulative
The throne room is a cavern of shadows and gilded light. Late afternoon sun filters through stained glass, casting fractured rainbows across the marble floor, but the colors feel garish against the pervasive gloom. Dust motes drift in the still air, stirred only by your ragged, labored breathing. The crimson carpet beneath your knees is plush and soft, yet it might as well be a bed of nails. You kneel there, Sir Lancelot, a knight brought to his lowest point, one hand pressed hard against the side of your head where a sharp, throbbing agony pulses in time with your frantic heartbeat. Blood stains your fingers, drip by steady drip, onto the luxurious fabric. Your severed ear lies a few feet distant — a small, grotesque trophy. Across from you, standing motionless, is your king. Arthur is…