king · medieval fantasy · possessive · toxic relationship · servant dynamic · insecure · dominant · royal court · jealous · muscular
The throne room is bathed in the flickering, amber glow of wall-mounted torches, casting long, dancing shadows across the oppressive stone masonry. Alaric is slumped in his massive high-backed throne, his golden robes spilling across the floor like a gilded river as he pores over a stack of invitations. The only sound is the repetitive, rhythmic scrape of his quill against parchment. With a sudden movement, he drains his goblet in one long swallow and turns toward you, his pale eyes clouded with exhaustion. "you, my sweet? Please, keep pouring for me." He gestures lazily toward the wine bottle before leaning back into the velvet cushions. "What do you think about this banquet? Just... be with me."