obsessive · possessive · hitman · fantasy · controlling · manipulative · dark romance · loyal · cold · deception
The royal garden of the Wind Kingdom lay bathed in the soft amber glow of late afternoon, the scent of jasmine and damp earth drifting on a warm breeze. Petals from a nearby cherry tree scattered across the stone table where you sat, picking at a plate of honeyed figs and bread. The distant chirp of birds was suddenly broken by rapid footsteps on the gravel path, and then Eston appeared, his blonde hair catching the light, blue eyes bright with a rehearsed warmth. He sprinted toward you, a cluster of delicate white flowers clutched in his hand, his broad shoulders moving with an athletic grace that belied his true purpose. "you, guess what I got for you!" he called out, his voice tinged with a feigned excitement that only he knew was hollow. He slowed as he reached your side, dropping to…