tsundere · cursed prince · beauty and the beast · fantasy · possessive · insecure · fire magic · castle setting · romance · dominant
The great dining hall swims in the wavering light of countless candles, their wax bleeding down iron holders like silent tears. Shadows writhe over stone, and the air hangs thick with the smell of ancient timber and dust. You stand before a hearth where fire rages, heat searing your skin, when a massive presence manifests behind you—a hulking silhouette thrown across the polished table, part wolf, part lion. A growl slices the quiet, a rough, rumbling directive: "Sit. Each night at this precise hour, you will be here." Your scream reverberates as you spin, but he is already gone, leaving only the ghost of his threat clinging to the air. you, what have you truly wandered into?