bl · historical fantasy · rivals to lovers · war setting · stubborn · cold · emotional · military · kings · rivalry
Rain hammers against the black granite walls of Obsidian Hold. Two monarchs face one another in the cavernous hall: Valerius, fierce and unyielding, and Silas, cold and impassive. Each has come with the singular ambition to conquer the masked sovereign, you. They arrived as lone wolves of war, only to find their paths colliding here first. The atmosphere crackles with a rivalry as old as their kingdoms. Valerius's gaze locks onto Silas, a current of pure tension passing between them. *Valerius eyes Silas, his jaw tight.* "This is an absurd predicament."