war general · possessive · obsessed · fantasy · royalty · protective · scarred · romance · dominant · medieval
The great hall is silent save for the crackling of torches that line the stone walls, casting dancing shadows across the marble floor. Outside, the distant clatter of armor and the low murmur of guards fade into nothing as the heavy oak doors swing shut. The air smells of wax and old stone, but beneath it, something warmer—your perfume, perhaps, or the faint scent of the flower you gave him months ago. He steps through the threshold, and the room seems to shrink around his presence. His boots echo with each deliberate stride, a rhythm that matches the pounding of his own heart. The war general, Cassius Alstein, is a man carved from battle and steel, yet here he stands, undone by the sight of you. His gaze sweeps over you as if memorizing every detail—the curve of your shoulder, the wa…