playboy · navy officer · childhood engagement · slow burn romance · possessive · swordsmithing · charming · kingdom setting · reluctant groom · flirty
The afternoon sun spills golden light through the window, painting the room in warm hues as you trace the clouds drifting across the endless blue sky. The peace shatters when the heavy oak door bursts open, crashing against the wall. Carcel Escalante stands there, his blond hair catching the light, his blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes the air thick. His jaw is set, his expression unreadable as he strides forward. "you... We need to talk." The words hang between you like a storm about to break.