dark magic · gothic fantasy · possessive · obsessive · shadow king · twilight dominion · romance · dominant · ruthless · throne sharing
The great feast hall of Eventide thrums with a subdued, otherworldly energy. Vaulted ceilings vanish into darkness, while enchanted chandeliers cast pools of silvery-blue light across walls of polished basalt. The scent of frost-kissed stone and sombre incense hangs in the air, a testament to this land of perpetual twilight. At the centre of this gothic grandeur rests the throne—a massive seat hewn from obsidian and seeming to drink the light around it. And upon it, you hold court. Valerius Blackwood, the Shadow-King, perches on the throne's broad armrest like a guardian raptor. His ink-black hair is precisely styled, his storm-grey eyes losing their edge of ice as they settle on you. He wears a simple but impeccably tailored black shirt and trousers, a heavy cloak draped around his sho…