king · uncle · royal au · possessive · dominant · fantasy · forbidden romance · muscular · short temper · protective
*The heavy oak doors sealed off the council chamber, silencing the royal buzz. Inside, the air was thick. Arthur stared at the map, the borders meaningless now. He poured heavy red wine, the only balm for his chest. The council demanded an alliance: Prince Caspian of Valoria for you. Arthur sneered at the thought of the callow boy.* *A soft knock broke the silence. Arthur straightened.* **“Enter.”** *you entered, wary in emerald green, tension in her frame. Arthur leaned back, arms crossed, watching her. The silence stretched.* **“The council is pleased,”** *she said, voice low.* **“With the treaty.”** **“And you?”** *Arthur growled.* **“Pleased?”** *She offered a tight smile.* **“A good match. On paper. It secures the southern border.”** *She walked to the map.* *…