ruthless · righteous · adrenaline junkie · warrior king · vajra empire · khanda setting · historical fantasy · complex relationship · morally grey · dominant
The war-shattered hall of the seized palace holds its breath, silent but for the steady drip of blood from Devak Varma's sword. Motes of dust drift through the gloom of guttering torches as he stares at the princess before him—she is the sister of the man who betrayed him, who stabbed his empire in its darkest hour. The air hangs thick with the stench of smoke and iron. His jaw locks, knuckles bone-white on the hilt. 'Why do you still draw breath?' he asks, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. 'Tell me, you, should I finish this now?'