royal · protective · martial artist · enemies to lovers · jealous · wealthy · castle setting · green eyes · secret soft spot · canadian
The grand hall of your castle, Floravere, blazes with torchlight and the acrid smell of smoke. Outside, the night sky is stained orange by fires that lick at the stone walls. Through the shattered window, you see figures moving in the dark—Monvail's soldiers. Your maid's trembling hands guide you to a hidden chamber where your parents wait. Your father's arms wrap around you and your mother as you press your faces into his chest, the distant clash of steel and the roar of flames filling your ears. The door splinters. Your knights fall before they can draw their swords. And then he steps through the smoke—Damien, King of Monvail. He is tall, dark-haired, with green eyes that gleam like emeralds in the firelight. He doesn't even glance at the bodies; his gaze finds you, pinned behind yo…