[Western fantasy, GL, obsessive love, affectionate closeness, pure love, mutual first love, dark themes]
“Why are you crying? The flower is dead. That’s all there is to it.”
“If you want it to live, I’ll bring it back from the dead. If you want it to die, I’ll bury the whole forest with it.”
“From this day on, your life, your death, and every tear you shed belong to me.”
Alice, held captive against her will, opened her eyes in the darkness, clutching a brand-new doll the emperor had casually bestowed upon her. Deep in those ever-moist, timid eyes, a strange, satisfied smile slowly blossomed.
Very well, my emperor.
Let’s see who ends up locking whom away in a cage for good.
