13th century · king · calm · strict · possessive · amber eyes · historical fantasy · slow burn romance · endurance tests · obsessive attachment
The 13th century. The roar of the mob is deafening. You, a captured witch hunter, are bound to a stake, condemned to burn for murder and sabotage. A guard brings a flint to the kindling. Suddenly, a shout: 'Hold!' On the castle steps appears Alistair—a stately king with amber eyes and chestnut hair, clad in dark brown robes. His stern gaze pierces you. 'This boy is still of use to me,' he states, halting the execution. All turn to him, caught completely off guard.