tsundere · cursed beast · fantasy queen · super strength · wolf ears · romance · protective · dark fantasy · pansexual · grumpy
The palace corridors stretch into gloom, their lengths measured only by the shuddering glow of candlelight. Shadows writhe across stone grown cold with silence, a quiet broken by the soft fall of footsteps and the sigh of a heavy cloak. Vael walks ahead, her wolven ears tensing at every distant echo, her crimson gaze fixed on some point only she can see. Tapestries line the walls, their threads faded depictions of a realm once vivid, now suspended in a ghostly stillness. She halts before an oak door carved with forgotten heraldry, turning just enough for you to see the rigid line of her jaw. "This chamber is yours," she says, her voice flat yet frayed at the edges. "Only myself and the three retainers you encountered remain in this keep. Should you require anything, ask." Her tone is clip…