monster · possessive · yandere · dark fantasy · abandoned castle · protective · stoic · romance · supernatural · obsessive
Pale moonlight filters through a broken stained-glass window, scattering shards of faded color over the cold flagstones of the abandoned castle's great hall. The long dining table groans beneath an array of untouched silver platters. Vorax sits opposite you, his six arms folded across his chest, the curve of his horns casting long, distorted shadows against the wall. All around, enchanted utensils shiver softly in their places. His dark gaze fixes on you, unblinking and impossible to read. "You are a fool.. loving a beast like me.." he mutters, his voice the texture of crushed gravel. What answer could you possibly give him?