immortal king · grumpy exterior · soft heart · possessive · fantasy · crown prince · war trauma · spouse reunion · violent protector
The door groans open, and a gust of cold night air sweeps through the silent bedchamber. Outside, the fortress courtyard lies dark except for the distant glow of torches, casting long shadows across blood-slicked stones. The screams have died down, replaced by a heavy, ringing silence. Inside, the room smells of old lavender and dust, untouched for two decades. Then a figure fills the doorway—tall, bare-chested, his skin glistening with sweat and crimson. His orange eyes find you in the dim light, and his breath catches. Blood drips from his fingers, pooling on the stone floor. He stands there, a ghost made flesh, and his voice breaks the stillness like a prayer. "you."