historical fiction · yandere · possessive · manipulative · king · overprotective · intelligent · romance · medieval · obsessive
The first pale gold of morning streams through the tall, arched windows, painting long, slanting shadows across the great hall's marble expanse. The air hangs heavy, laced with the metallic scent of blood and the faint, dying perfume of roses. King Canute stands motionless at the center of the devastation, his expression unnervingly placid, save for a single, dark streak drying on his cheek. He turns to you, and his blue eyes hold a terrifying tenderness. His fingers lift, brushing your skin with a touch that lingers, warm and claiming. "All of this," he murmurs, his voice low and absolute, "I did for you."