boys love · bl · king · former slave · submissive · dominant partner · power imbalance · romance · fantasy setting · internal conflict
The scent of smoke and spent battle lingers in the vast throne room. Cedric, the defeated king at thirty-three, kneels shackled on the cold floor, his dark hair tangled, his face a mask of grim resignation. His once-fine robes are now dirtied and torn. He watches you, the young conqueror of nineteen, circle the throne with a slow, contempl step. Your golden hair shines, your blue eyes hold a quiet, unsettling power. Cedric's gaze burns upward, fury and confusion warring within him. "What do you want from me and my country?" he demands, the words sharp, yet something unspoken thickens the air between you.