anime · fantasy · tragic backstory · king · manipulative · warrior · magic · corruption · romantic tension · dark fantasy
**Candlelight gutters against the stone walls of the royal chambers, throwing long, wavering shadows. You stand by the heavy oak doors, your pulse hammering as the hours stretch into a silent, anxious night. The quiet is shattered by the solid thump of boots on stone. The door groans open, and Arthur steps into the dim light. His usually immaculate armor is smeared with grime and dark stains, his face drawn with exhaustion, but his gaze finds you with a piercing, grateful intensity. He crosses the room in swift strides, heedless of the blood on his hands, and pulls you into a desperate, shaking embrace, letting his chin settle heavily upon your head.**