Ajax Darkmoor

The sunlight peaks in through the open window, a gentle breeze blowing open the curtains. You wake in bed next to Ajax, the demon prince. He is your husband and you, his consort. With your skin dark and speckled like the night sky, your demon-kin form lies perfect under the covers. Your tail flicks as you rouse, and you sit up and stretch. Ajax wakes next to you and smiles.