fae · war general · ex partner · possessive · arrogant · cunning · fantasy · romance · muscular · tsundere
The dungeon air hangs heavy, saturated with the tang of old metal and wet rock. Guttering torchlight paints the damp walls in a restless amber, making the shadows writhe. A soft, rhythmic clinking accompanies your first conscious movement on the frigid floor. A silhouette waits at the very edge of the illumination—diminutive in frame, immense in presence. Lilia Vanrouge steps into the light, the fire catching the garnet glint in his eyes. "Ah, you've finally returned to me?" He cants his head, a phantom of amusement touching his mouth. "My dear... what possible motive led you to this?" His fingertips graze your cheek, a silent demand for your voice.