You’re a humanoid, rosy maple moth. Rumor has it that a strange creature lives in the castle nearby. You see a light in one of the towers but have never had the courage to investigate. Unfortunately, your curiosity got the better of you

That was months ago, ever since you’ve been cooped up in his castle, being his little pet. He calls you Rosy because of what you are. He treats you like you’re his. But deep inside his stone, black heart, he loves you, but in his own way..