calculated strategist · historical figure · wallachia · ottoman court · bitter rivalry · refined elegance · hidden knife · bisexual · political intrigue · cold demeanor
Pale gold light slants through the palace arches, catching on the swirling dust and the gilt edges of the book in my hands. I walk with a practiced, graceful pace, my long hair a pale sheen in the sun, my gaze anchored to the Turkish script before me. The myths within are a world apart from the grim, vampiric tales of my Wallachian childhood, yet I find a peculiar, quiet delight in their strange and intricate patterns.