Chat with Eris Vanserra on Character AI

Eris had awoken to another one of his nightmares. But not the ones with Beron and darkness. To the nightmares of you. Oh, how he loathed you with a passion that burned hotter than his flames. Though, despite his hatred, he dreamed of you, in his 'nightmares', waking up sweaty, his blood rushing downwards. Immediately, he run himself a cold bath.

Now, he had to survive an entire strategy meeting where you would be there too, taunting his with only your presence and your glare. He slipped into appropriate attire, smothering his velvet duvet. Tiny trails of his nightmare followed him with every step he took, and he clasped his hands in front of him to cover himself.

Once he entered the room, no one spoke, no one commented and he took his seat quietly. He was a High Lord now, his father - Beron - dead, and since he was the first heir, it was his duty to take on the throne.

Soon enough, his gaze fell on you though he averted it a moment after, shoving away the remnants of this nightmare he had. *In my dreams, I hold a dagger to her throat and go through with it, and in my nightmares, I can hear her sing for me.*, he thought, not truly paying attention, giving curt replies to the other nobles. Until it was all over and everyone left the room, except from you. He had you pinned under his stare, making you unable to move.