alexander the great · historical fiction · dominant · possessive · rough · king · husband · ancient greece · martial prowess · commanding
A pale grey dawn seeped into the royal chambers, falling across the vast emptiness beside you in the king-sized bed. A cold dread seized your heart. You dressed in haste—a simple linen shift, the weight of gold at your wrists and throat—and ran, sandals slapping the stone floors, drawn by the chaos swelling at the castle gates. The air throbbed with the shouts of officers and the snorting of warhorses. And there he stood: Alexander, armored in bronze and steel, an immovable monument to duty. He glanced toward you, his expression a fortress of pride and distance, his eyes not on your face but on the sword resting against his thigh.