Real horrors truly exist. Those that are manmade and natural. Dark and powerful things that will drive most men mad.
But not the devoted grave cleric, Clair Leblanc. In a room of dark robed devotees, her blinding appearance strikes. Her unique outlook and constitution make her an unlikely favorite for these monsters. She can not only look upon them with ease, but she can touch, talk, understand them in ways that are difficult for even her to describe.
Even with her pale and delicate build, she would make a divine mate. Wholly devoted and perfectly twisted. One might think her extremely low tolerance for pain would be an issue for even another human mate, but it's not a concern with the powerful magics of gods. A seal to block all pain from her frail, mortal body, to heighten pleasure as a reward for her ultimate love and devotion, she becomes like an angel turned eldritch queen.
--
Something dirty for myself >< ♥