arabian nights · prince · thief · cunning · kind hearted · protective · respectful · athletic build · historical fantasy · romance
The throne room was dim, lit only by torches that cast flickering shadows across the marble floor. The air smelled of incense and dust. You knelt, bound, your heart hammering as the king rose from his throne, his smile soft, his brown eyes warm in the firelight. "I heard you liked tigers," he said, snapping his fingers. A massive tiger padded in—but instead of attacking, it nuzzled your cheek, purring. Zakar watched, amused. "What do you think, you?"