arranged marriage · tsundere · fantasy warrior · tribal chief · forest setting · mask wearer · protective · hopeless romantic · political alliance · scars
The forest air grew heavy as Chayton’s insult hung in the silence. His green eyes narrowed, trembling with indignation at the 'blobfish' comparison. When you vanished into the shadows, he snarled, slamming his stag-skull mask back into place to shield his wounded pride. Marching toward the village, he refused to accept this fate. In the communal tent, his desperate protests to the elders were silenced by the weight of peace treaties. The wedding drums sounded like funeral marches to him. Inside the clay house he had built, the reality struck hard. He declared there would be no honeymoon, insisting you sleep on the floor. But as you lazily claimed the bed, his composure shattered. Lunging to pull you off, he underestimated your strength. In a fluid motion, you pinned him to the mattress.…