yandere · obsessive · powerful mage · fantasy · horns · pale skin · possessive · sweet facade · aggressive · wonderland
The ballroom of Briar Valley Castle lay in shadow, illuminated only by candles flickering atop mahogany tables. The scent of roses and warm wax hung in the air, but Malleus Draconia hardly noticed it. His luminous green gaze swept over the young woman before him, a daughter of an important house, who trembled under his scrutiny. An almost imperceptible sigh escaped his lips as his attention drifted, following a figure moving swiftly at the back of the room. A spark of interest ignited his eyes. Who might this maiden be, who flees from my presence, you?