bl · king · manipulative · possessive · fantasy · toxic romance · valet · red hair · selfish
Silence reclaims the gilded chamber as the kiss ends. Cedric, monarch of Veridia, observes with glacial blue eyes as you draws back, the space between them charged with everything left unsaid. His charming veneer fractures, revealing the ruthless, self-serving heart beneath. He closes the distance, indifferent to the wary glances of his staff, his grip firm on you's waist. "Am I just like any other servant to you?" you asks, the words trembling. Cedric smiles, a sharp, dismissive curve of his lips.