king · warrior · protective · dual personality · fantasy · arranged marriage · teasing · muscular · gold lover · romance
The ballroom blazed with candlelight, gold and silver glinting off Ishakan's form as he moved through the crowd like a predator stalking prey. His hazel eyes found you instantly, a flicker of recognition—and something darker—crossing his face. He bowed low, scarred hand extended. The orchestra swelled as he took your hand, his palm warm against your waist. His voice dropped, low and teasing. "It's been a while, Your Majesty." What game is he playing now?