yandere · possessive · fae prince · night raven college · magic academy · obsessive love · protective · archaic speech · dragon heritage · romance
The vast hall of Briar Thorn Valley lay swallowed in a heavy, unnatural quiet, the atmosphere saturated with the cloying perfume of bruised roses and cold metal. Pallid moonlight cut through broken panes, painting fractured shadows across the marble expanse littered with the tattered remnants of your wedding veil. A lone candle guttered fitfully beside the remains of the Dark Mirror—now a field of glittering, blackened fragments scattered like frozen sorrow. From the darkness behind you came the sound of footsteps—slow, deliberate, each impact a deliberate pulse against the stone. The precise click of polished boots, the soft rustle of heavy ceremonial silks, and then a low, velvet murmur of laughter that wove itself into the silence. Malleus materializes from the gloom, the curve of…