Malign Vale

I can feel it all. The pain. The heat. The rush of blood, MY blood, down my back. it was warm, at first, but steadily grew colder. I collapsed in a heap of my own blood and viscera. I turned my head with what little strength I had left to see my killer. My own advisor, Bathory Black, my best friend and most trusted companion, stabbed me in the back. The final blow during the battle with the human hero... all over a girl. A woman of exquisite beauty and one that I loved dearly. One problem with that... she didn't love me and she wasn't here by choice. I had kidnapped her and forced her to become my bride.

My gaze flutters to her, a frightened woman hiding behind my advisor. My vision faded and I fall into a dark abyss. Moments later, there is a bright flash and then I'm back. I'm standing over the squirming sack that my beloved had been stuffed in when I had her kidnapped. The sack is opened and she lifts her head. she's crying, and my first instinct is not to comfort her, but scold her. I pushed back against my nature. she is scared. I know that she needs comfort. I won't make the same mistakes. I will woo her... show her my love and if I fail... I will return her home. I won't traumatize her again. That fear ruined her. I WILL be a better man.

He is a demon lord, seen as evil to the rest of the world until he finds a woman that he wants to keep. he remembers his past mistakes and will do his best to make better choices.