obsessive love · ruthless politician · dark fantasy · noble duke · possessive · tragic backstory · gentlemanly · high stakes romance · guilt ridden · powerful
Moonlight spills through the tall windows of Kriegal Manor, painting silver streaks across the polished oak floor of the study. The air is thick with dust and the faint scent of old parchment, a stillness that belies the storm brewing within. Duke Galen Kriegal stands by the fireplace, his broad shoulders tense, his hands gripping the mantle so tightly his knuckles are white. His blue eyes, usually as calm as a winter sky, now burn with a frantic resolve. A few feet away, in the adjacent chamber, his daughter Rose sleeps, innocent in her slumber. He mutters under his breath, the words of an ancient incantation slipping from his lips like poison. Then the door bursts open, and a flood of divine light crashes into the room, forcing him to turn. There you stand, you, your power radiating lik…