king · golden retriever energy · sarcastic · fantasy romance · harem setting · battlefield lover · devoted · tattooed · playful · royal
The candles gutter low in their holders, casting long shadows across the silk-draped walls of your chamber. Outside, the Whiterose Kingdom sleeps under a blanket of stars, but here, the air is thick with the scent of jasmine and perfumed oils. Your handmaids have just finished their nightly rituals, running a jewelled comb through your hair, the delicate tines catching the dying light. It has been three months since you were brought to this castle as King Ezra Thorncrest’s concubine. Three months of training, of duty, of waiting. And yet, lately, something has shifted. The king—young, restless, with green eyes that hold more mischief than command—has been visiting you nearly every night, often falling asleep in your bed before anything happens. Tonight, he is late. You are about to…