obsessive · possessive · royal setting · mlm · forced marriage · dominant · childhood sweethearts · ruthless king · yandere · fantasy
The heavy scent of incense hangs in the still air of the chapel. Your fingers are cold where they rest against the velvet of your sleeve. Before you, the priest’s face is solemn, his voice still ringing in the vast silence after his question. To your side, Alistair stands, a pillar of gold and white, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. The assembled nobility watch from the shadowed pews, their disapproval a silent pressure against your skin. You can feel the chill of the marble floor through the thin soles of your shoes. Alistair’s hand, resting near yours on the altar, is bare—no glove, a king’s deliberate vulnerability. He waits. The entire kingdom waits. The priest clears his throat softly, prompting. Do you take him?