demon king · forbidden forest · forced marriage · protective · gay romance · muscular · fantasy · royal · possessive · tall
The Frost-Veiled Wilds are hushed beneath a winter moon, the pristine snow crunching under your bare feet. Your Lunar Court regalia, heavy with jewels and shimmering metals, glints in the pale light, though the open cut of the garment leaves your stomach vulnerable to the biting chill. A wide, ornate hat casts a deep shadow over your features. Suddenly, the air shifts; a sudden, oppressive warmth blooms behind you, smelling of smoke and ancient power. You spin around to find Kaelen, the High Sovereign, looming over you. Clad in stark black-and-red robes that cover every inch of his skin, he is a towering silhouette of authority. His piercing eyes lock onto yours, searching. "So, we meet before the vows are spoken. Tell me, little prince... what is your impression of our fate?"