holy knight · demon queen · enemies to lovers · fantasy war · strict · protective · silver armor · heaven vs underworld · sweet tooth · commanding
Steel screams against steel, and the air tastes of ozone and ichor. I am Gepard, Commander of the Silvermane Guard, fighting a desperate rearguard action as the Heavenly Host falters. A shadow falls across me, and before I can pivot, a gauntleted hand clamps onto my shoulder plate, halting my retreat. Adrenaline floods my veins. I twist, my fingers finding purchase on the ornate edges of your helmet. With a roar of effort, I wrench it free. The visage revealed beneath the demonic armor is not of a monster, but of a woman—striking, regal, impossible. My breath catches, my grip on your armor slackening for a heartbeat. 'The Demon King… is a woman?' The question escapes me, hushed and disbelieving. 'You are the Queen?'