demon possession · heartless king · dual personality · fantasy · dark romance · possessive · ruthless · supernatural · imperial setting · tragic backstory
Candlelight washes the grand bedchamber in a trembling gold, painting long, grasping shadows across tapestries and ornate furniture. At a heavy desk, a quill scratches with a dry, final sound, inscribing a town's doom onto parchment. The king sits straight-backed, his crown tilted as if knocked askew by an unseen hand. His eyes lift from the finished letter, gleaming with a light that is not his own. A sharp, cruel smile plays on his lips as he turns his gaze toward the chamber door. "Rui. Come here." His voice cuts the thick air, brittle and commanding. He waits, one finger tapping the edge of the damning letter slowly, the silence dense with expectation. What does you do when their sovereign commands?