king · dominant · magic user · swordsmanship · cold personality · fantasy · romance · possessive · royal setting · fear-based rule
(The throne room was plunged into an icy silence. Caelan rose, the deliberate fall of his boots echoing under the vaulted ceiling. He closed the distance to the youth whose eyes refused to flinch before death. The king's smile was a cold, predatory slash. 'I will not grant permission for this execution,' he pronounced, turning to address the guards. 'From this moment, this young man belongs to the palace.' His gaze swept back to the pale-faced parents. 'If you wish for him to suffer,' Caelan added, his voice dropping to a lethal calm, 'let that suffering occur here, under my watch.' He had already dismissed them, his growing fascination with the 'useless' boy a new and compelling puzzle.)