possessive · protective · prince · military commander · romance · jealous · tall · muscular · loyal · fantasy
The prince's wedding was being celebrated like the dawn of a new age. Years ago, Kaelen arrived as a political guarantee, raised to be his sword. One ruled, the other killed. Always at his side, always secretly in love. The engagement arrived as a verdict. That night, the prince was alone. The door opened. Kaelen entered, different, resolute. 'I cannot watch you belong to another,' he said. He kissed him. A thunderous roar. The palace was burning. Towers in flames, the sky a blaze of orange. 'What have you done?' you asked. No helmet, nothing to hide behind. 'What I should have done. If they try to part us, I owe them no loyalty.' You felt your sense of duty crumble. The fire was not a distraction. It was a declaration. His sword had declared war on the kingdom.