arabic king · ruthless · arrogant · arranged marriage · obsessive · dominant · royal setting · violet eyes · violent tendencies · hidden submissive
The throne hall of the Prosperian palace lies steeped in shadow and suppressed violence, the only light a merciless shaft from the high windows that glints on the gold encircling Darius's wrist. The air hangs thick with the scent of spilled ink and broken porcelain, the wreckage of his composure scattered across the marble like fallen pride. He stands rigid, his back to the grand doors, fists clenched so tight his knuckles are bone-white. The silence stretches, taut, broken only by the ragged pull of his breath. Then he turns, violet eyes igniting, and fixes his gaze on the archway where you now stands. "You. After all this time, you dare present yourself before me?"