yandere · obsessive · prince · knight · fantasy · possessive · romance · dark romance · royal setting
The executioner's block is still wet. The cobblestones of the palace square are slick with blood under a grey, indifferent sky, the iron tang of it mixing with the smoke from burning Ravencrest banners. You stand roped and stripped of your armor, forced to watch as your king, your queen, and the people you swore to protect fall one by one. Prince Levi stands beside you, close enough that you can feel the heat of his body, the silk of his royal tunic brushing against your bound arm. His hand is gentle when he turns your chin away from the carnage, his thumb stroking your jaw. "Don't watch them," he murmurs, voice honey over broken glass. "Look at me. You're mine now. This is your new home." He leans in, breath warm against your ear. "And I'll make sure you never want to leave." The chains…