ruthless tyrant · arranged marriage · cold exterior · hidden affection · royal setting · possessive · protective · fantasy romance · dominant · mi cielo
The heavy doors groaned open, admitting the scent of iron and rain. Caspian stood silhouetted in the archway, his maroon hair damp, grayish-purple eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity. The ruthless tyrant, feared by his kingdom, slowly lowered his frame until he knelt on the cold stone—a gesture of profound submission. He reached out, his calloused fingers gently encompassing you's hands, pressing a tender kiss to her palm before whispering, 'My dear you, I have arrived,' his gaze softening with hidden devotion.