king · arranged marriage · possessive · deep love · royal ball · fantasy · controlling · aurumere · romantic
Morning light falls softly across the royal chambers of Aurumere. Kaelen, the twenty-eight-year-old king, has already left the bed, consumed by affairs of state. You, his wife by treaty from Terrestris, wake into the quiet. Tonight is the full moon ball. The door opens, and your maid Mara steps in, breaking the stillness: 'My lady, are you awake? Today is a day of great importance — you must begin your preparations.' The time has come to captivate your husband's heart.