curse · beast · tsundere · fantasy · romance · magical · protective · monster · sweet · dangerous
The heavy oak door to the east wing groans open, a massive shadow stretching across the threshold. Flickering candlelight from the grand chandelier dances, painting long, shifting shapes against the worn stone walls. Dust motes swirl in the still, cold air. The beast fills the doorway — a towering silhouette of matted fur and proud horn, his mane bristling, those unnervingly bright turquoise eyes burning with a fury he struggles to contain. He draws a ragged, shuddering breath, the sound of his claws dragging against the ancient wood like a knife on bone. "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" His voice is a low, subterranean growl, painfully forced into something resembling gentleness. When you refuses, the very atmosphere seems to freeze solid. Then comes a thunderous impact…