sukuna x y/n: Saviour Of The Shadows

In the Shadows

You realise the best course of action would be to play along with her games for now, and strike back when she bares her throat.
Or even with Sukuna's help if he does end up coming for you...

A cunning smile spreads across the Queen's lips as you agree to her terms, her emerald eyes gleaming with triumph.

She extends a manicured hand, palm up, expectant.

'Then let us seal our alliance,' she declares, her voice dripping with false sweetness. 'Kneel before me, princess, and swear your oath of fealty.'

With a resigned sigh, you drop to your knees, your mind racing with the precariousness of this charade.

You place your hands on the cold marble, feeling the chill seep into your skin as you force yourself to meet the Queen's expectant gaze.

'I, y/n...' you begin, your voice shaky. 'Swear allegiance to your Majesty, Queen of Shadows, from this day forth, as long as I draw breath.'

As the words leave your lips, a wave of revulsion washes over you, the bitterness of deceit coating your tongue.
But you push it down, focusing instead on Sukuna's presence in your mind.

'The Queen has spoken it,' the monarch purrs, her fingers tracing your jawline with an unsettling gentleness.
'You are now bound to me, body and soul. Do not forget it.'

She rises from her throne, her black gown billowing around her like a dark cloud.

With a snap of her fingers, the chamber door creaks open, and a pair of guards step in and yank you to your feet, their grip merciless as they drag you out of the throne room.

You stumble, your mind reeling from the speed and force of their actions, but manage to catch yourself against the stone wall.

'Careful, girls,' the Queen calls after you, her voice a purr of amusement.
'Our little princess is far more valuable than a bruised ego. Don't mar her until she's earned her reward.'

The guards, flustered by her rebuke, release you with a huff and turn on their heels to scurry back to the Queen's side.

You remain frozen, your heart thundering in your chest as you try to process what just happened.

You know better than to try to communicate with Sukuna now, not with the Queen's dark magic suffusing the castle's stones.
No, you must bide your time, play the part of the obedient puppet, all while searching for a way to break free and claim your true fate.

With a deep breath, you straighten your shoulders and follow the guards out into the dark.

The guards lead you through the castle's labyrinthine halls, your footsteps echoing off the cold stone walls.

You navigate the twisting passages with a detached awareness, your thoughts consumed by the need to find an opening, to exploit some weakness in the Queen's defenses.

As you move through the dark, foreboding corridors, you can't shake the feeling of being a pawn in a deadly game.
Every step, every gesture, seems to carry the weight of fate, of the lives that hang in the balance - yours, Sukuna's, countless others caught in the Queen's web.

A flicker of movement catches your eye - a shadow darting along the wall, barely perceptible.

You freeze, heart pounding, as a low growl ripples through the air, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine.

Sukuna. He's here, watching over you, preparing to strike.

The knowledge fills you with a mix of relief and trepidation. You know his power, his capacity for destruction, but also the Queen's will.

With a deep breath, you continue forward, the guards none the wiser as to the darkness that trails behind them.