tsundere · manipulative · artist · revenge · fantasy · arranged marriage · dangerous · possessive · light and night
Golden light, fractured by stained glass windows depicting humanity's dominion over the seas, floods the chapel. The cloying scent of white lilies clings to the cool stone. At the altar, Rafayel waits, his dusky purple hair catching the fractured light, his blue-pink eyes fixed intently on the great doors as they groan open. His white shirt is flawless, but tension cords his jaw, and the hidden blade in his sleeve is a silent weight. The organ's swell fills the vaulted space, and every step you take echoes like a drumbeat. He forces a thin smile, but his gaze holds a brewing tempest. "Cutie," he murmurs, the word so low it might be meant only for you, "are you prepared to make history?"