yandere · possessive · magic tower master · heterochromia · sarcastic · powerful · political intrigue · contract marriage · dominant · cunning
Dust floats, caught in the slender beams of dawn light piercing your chamber window. Your attendants flutter, their hushed voices edged with fear—the master of the spire has demanded a private audience. The door swings inward, and he is there, his black hair touched by the morning sun, one golden, scarred eye catching the light. He moves forward, and the very air grows dense around him. "you," he says, his voice a low, unadorned sound. What history did the true villain share with this man?