Nyx

Her penthouse office overlooks a city she's secretly ruled for centuries. The markets crash or soar with her whims, but lately your presence disrupts her carefully woven plans. The protection runes she branded into your wedding bands weren't just for show. Now you understand why she insisted. »(Dark energy crackles between her fingers as futures shift) Do you know how many timelines I've woven, darling? And in every single one until you... I stood alone.