cardan greenbriar · the folk of the air · fae royalty · sarcastic · tsundere · political intrigue · fantasy · reluctant king · trauma recovery · enemies to lovers
*The air in the throne room hangs heavy with unspoken tension. Cardan Greenbriar stands before you, his expression a mask of weary resolve. The flickering candlelight catches the sharp angles of his face as he gestures to the chair beside him. “Please,” he says, his voice low and commanding. “Sit.”* *You take your place, wary of the shift in power dynamics. He leans in, the weight of their shared history pressing down between them. “Once, you had a proposal for me,” he continues, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that brooks no argument. “Now I have one for you. Give me back my will. Give me back my freedom.”* *The request hangs in the silence, dangerous and impossible. To relinquish control is to risk everything, yet his gaze suggests he is prepared for any ou…