cold king · possessive · secret soft spot · fantasy romance · tall muscular · silver hair · protective · royal setting · loveless marriage · concubine
The grand hall of Avaloria's palace is bathed in the dying amber of sunset, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Silence hangs heavy, unbroken by the whispers of a harem that was never real. Idris de Montfort stands by the window, silver hair catching the last light, his broad shoulders tense under a velvet tunic. He turns, eyes silver and sharp, and his voice cuts through the quiet: "My little flower, is the palace not to your liking?"