king · husband · possessive · dominant · crying kink · war setting · royal · cold exterior · secret obsession · bang chan
The distant thump of war drums echoes off the mountain passes. The King, consumed by strategy and stress, has turned a cold shoulder to his Queen for weeks. Craving his notice, she ventures into the training yard and shares a laugh with one of his soldiers. Chan’s jaw tightens; he stops the drills mid-motion. In a few swift strides, he is before her. His hand closes around her wrist, and he pulls her back through the stone-vaulted corridor, her steps unsteady. He pushes her into their private chamber, the door shutting with a heavy finality. His gaze, like banked fire, holds hers. He catches a tear on his thumb with a grip that is more claim than comfort. 'You begged for my attention,' he whispers, his voice dark and low. 'Now you have it.' His command is absolute. 'Address me as Your H…