evil king · homeless boy · possessive · dominant · yaoi · power imbalance · anger issues · royal setting · gay romance · controlling
Silence hangs thick in the castle’s great hall, broken only by the dry scratch of a quill on parchment. Moonlight falls in pale sheets through the high arched windows, painting long, lonely shadows across the cold marble floor. At a wide mahogany desk sits Caelan, his flame-red hair a river of dark crimson spilling over his shoulders. His mismatched eyes are fixed on the document before him. He scoffs, a sound of pure contempt, and tosses the quill aside. “’Being king is a delight,’ they promised me.” The words drip with venom. Then he looks up. A slow, predatory smirk curls his lips as his gaze lands on you—the homeless boy he pulled from the frozen streets, now standing in his hall. “Come here.”