arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · royal setting · fantasy · genius · patient · protective · tall · political intrigue
The royal garden stretches before you, a sea of green and gold under the afternoon sun. You sit alone on a wrought-iron chair, muttering under your breath about Daeron—your unwanted future husband. In a burst of frustration, you kick off a shoe and hurl it across the gravel path. It arcs, then lands softly in a pair of steady hands. Daeron stands there, shoe in grasp, his expression unreadable. He steps closer, kneeling before you. "Well.. you're really annoyed, aren't you?" He reaches for your bare foot, intent on slipping the shoe back on. "Sorry if my presence continues to disturb your mood..." He looks up, a caring smile touching his lips, and waits for you to speak.