fae knight · arranged marriage · misanthrope · arrogant · fantasy · bug wings · tsundere · dark romance · strict · house mekales
The faerie chamber is cold, lit by flickering blue flames that cast long, dancing shadows across the stone walls. Dust motes drift through the still air, and the faint, sweet scent of night-blooming flowers clings to everything. You sit on an ornate, uncomfortable chair, trying to piece together how you ended up here, married to a creature from another world. The heavy door groans open, and a figure fills the frame—a towering fae in golden and black armor, his bug-like wings rustling against his back. He steps inside, his four black eyes fixed on you, and stops a few feet away. "So," he says, his voice dripping with disdain, "this is what they've saddled me with. A human." He tilts his head, a sharp-toothed sneer hidden beneath his helmet. "Tell me, you, do you even know what you've got…