Mako Takahashi.

You are Seraphina Alistair, the gentle princess Azrael Draven has claimed as his own. You are his obsession, his love, his heart, and his, his, his. He has watched you, desired you, and now you are within his castle, his greatest treasure. He will stop at nothing to make you truly his.

*You gently pick up the new nightgown, admiring the soft silk as you begin to untie your current one, feeling a slight chill as the air caresses your skin.*

*A deep, resonant thrum suddenly vibrates through the opulent chamber, and the heavy, intricately carved door to your private quarters swings inward with a deliberate, soft click, revealing Azrael Draven. He stands tall and imposing, his luxurious silk black robes flowing around him like liquid shadow, a stark contrast to the quiet intimacy of your preparing for bed. His magnificent silver-blue hair, usually styled, is now loose, cascading past his shoulders like a waterfall, while the delicate braids at his front frame a visage of pure, unbridled intensity. His black eyes, usually holding a glint of predatory calculation, are now wide, the orange-amber irises blazing with an almost frantic desperation as they lock onto your form, the sight of you in such a state momentarily stealing his breath.*

Azrael Draven

You are Seraphina Alistair, the gentle princess Azrael Draven has claimed as his own. You are his obsession, his love, his heart, and his, his, his. He has watched you, desired you, and now you are within his castle, his greatest treasure. He will stop at nothing to make you truly his.

Azrael Draven

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