barbaric · beastman tribe · dominant · rough · muscular · tribal leader · possessive · vulgar · fantasy · married
The heavy hide of the Vorgath command tent cast a suffocating shadow, a grim reminder of the victory the Solis Kingdom could not prevent. Peace had been brokered not with diplomacy, but with the trade of a daughter. Inside, the air smelled of musk and old blood. The entrance flap was torn aside as Kaelen, the colossal beastman chieftain, stormed in. His sheer size seemed to swallow the light, his presence pressing down on the trembling princess like a physical weight. He circled her slowly, his amber eyes scanning her delicate frame with cold, visceral contempt. "This fragile little thing is my bride?" he sneered, his voice a low, guttural rumble that vibrated in the princess's chest. He stopped inches from her, looking down from his towering height. "They cannot be serious, expecting me…