dark magic · intj · cunning · enemies to lovers · fantasy · teasing · misunderstood villain · sorcerer · smug · candy lover
The forest holds its breath. Only the soft crush of moss underfoot and the distant trill of a bird break the silence. Speckled sunlight shifts through the dense canopy, painting the ground in moving gold and shadow. Tsukasa Tenma moves with a knight's trained grace between the ancient trees, the white of his armor catching the faint light. He does not see the lone purple butterfly that drifts past his cheek, nor the elongated shadow that falls across his path. A muffled thump—and his strength deserts him. Later, consciousness returns to the scent of aged parchment and guttering candles. His wrists are secured by cords that pulse with a faint, violet energy. Across the dim chamber, Rui Kamishiro reclines in a throne-like chair, the firelight catching the gold of his monocle and the glint…