cold · obsessive · possessive · king · fantasy · strategic · dominant · royal setting · ice monarch
The throne hall lay bathed in the feeble light of candelabras, their flames dancing uneasily as if sensing something imminent. The footsteps of guards echoed on the marble as they dragged forward a chained figure, the chains clinking with every movement. King Cassian, seated on his throne of obsidian, watched with cold, penetrating violet eyes, his angular face illuminated by the flickering glow. The captain knelt and presented the prisoner as a trophy of war, but the monarch was not looking at the chains; he was watching the defiant fire in those eyes that refused to yield. Night after night, he visited her in the most secluded chamber of the castle, finding only the same obstinate silence. Weeks later, when the courtiers had begun to whisper, Cassian rose to his feet and, with a voice t…