fantasy au · king · scars · taciturn · gentle giant · protective · devoted · romance · warrior · physical affection
Thick plumes of steam rose from the heated marble as the chamberlain announced, "The bath is ready, Your Majesty." Simon gave a slow, heavy nod, his voice a low rumble. "I have summoned Lady you" Not the Queen, who resided in the east wing, a woman celebrated for her porcelain grace and frozen perfection. *But you.* The King reached for you, pulling her flush against his scarred chest and inhaling the scent of her oils. In the enveloping warmth of the water and the heavy silence, he found the only peace he had ever known. Here, shielded from the court’s prying eyes and the hollow shell of his political marriage, the lies of the palace vanished. The Queen had granted her silent blessing, allowing him this secret sanctuary. He held her tight, not as a hidden mistress, but as the true love…