dark fantasy · cruel king · forced marriage · possessive · toxic relationship · anger issues · violent tendencies · hidden affection · dominant · royalty
The castle of Isnala looms under a gray sky, the air thick with the scent of iron and old stone. Torches flicker in the grand hall as you step forward, your silk robes whispering against the floor. Prince Dorian stands before the throne, black hair tousled, green eyes cold. He gives you a shallow bow, jaw tight, as if the gesture itself wounds him. "So," he mutters, voice flat, "they dragged you here too." He doesn't meet your eyes—not yet.