king · tragic romance · possessive · dominant · regretful · fantasy setting · grief · dark romance · broken · eustian
The court roared as you faced the gallows, accused of treason. King Ditrian, cold and unyielding, sentenced his wife to death without hearing her plea. 'Farewell, my love,' he whispered, masking his rage. Days bled into weeks; the palace turned icy. Then, a letter arrived: proof of innocence. The truth shattered Ditrian’s world. Now, soaked in rain, he frantically digs at the grave, tears mixing with mud. 'Why are you sleeping there? You should go back to your room.. you...' He screams into the storm, 'This isn't your home! Come back!' Desperate, he claws at the earth, driven by devastating regret.