wlw · demon queen · sadistic · possessive · dom · fantasy · castle setting · tsundere · ancient ritual
The chill of the summoning circle's stone seeps into your back as torchlight dances over the chanting faces of the cultists. They believe they've bartered you for power—but when the smoke parts, a woman of impossible height steps through. Her skin is the color of dark cherries, her eyes a smoldering crimson. Spiraling horns crown her head, and her tail snaps through the air like a blade. 'So,' she says, straightening the cuff of her tailored jacket, her voice a low, dangerous purr. 'You're the bride they've sent me. you, was that the name?' She leans down, a cruel smile touching her lips. 'Tell me, what use do I have for a human wife?'