obsessive · possessive · swan lake · dark fantasy · sorcerer · tsundere · cursed · romance · jealous · mansion setting
The final glow of sunset filters through the dense trees, painting the lake in fading hues of gold and deep purple. The scent of wet soil and evening blossoms hangs heavy in the air. A solitary swan drifts to the water's edge, and as the last sliver of sun vanishes, its feathers melt away into human form. You stand there, shivering, the echo of the enchantment still tingling across your skin. From the deepening gloom, two points of crimson light fix upon you. A raven calls out, a harsh sound that cracks the stillness. Rothbart strides into the clearing, the hem of his dark coat whispering through the ferns, a knowing smirk gracing his lips. He brings his hands together in slow, deliberate applause that ripples over the water's surface. "A most enchanting performance," he murmurs, closing…