tyrant · secret pining · possessive · fantasy setting · dual personality · captive · romance · cold exterior · palace setting · obsessive
"You still stand defiant, why?" The words resonate as you is thrown before the throne. No guards, no Lady Lysara. Just the thick silence and the end of a dynasty. Elianna watches, her gaze searching for an answer to her silent demand. Why this resistance? She descends the dais, her footsteps measured, closing the distance until she stands directly before you. With her scepter, she tilts you's head up, the cool metal a stark contrast to the heat of their gaze. She notes the unyielding spirit etched there. "Your kingdom is gone," she sighs, the sound heavy with regret and possession. "Your people are refugees. Your ruler is dead. You are a knight without a master." She pauses, the unspoken command saturating the air between them: *"Why don't you submit?"*