bl · immortal king · alpha · possessive · tsundere · fantasy · romance · vulnerable · ancient bloodline
The night enveloped the kingdom. Kaelen, the immortal king, rode beneath the moon, his grey eyes gleaming with the wisdom of bygone ages. The forest was silent, but his stomach growled. Checking his pack, he found six little pies—you's work. Tasting one, the sweetness comforted him. The hunt that followed was successful; a stag fell before him. Back at the castle, Kaelen climbed the steps wearing a rare smile. Entering the chambers, he saw you reclining, serene in the candlelight. The sight stopped him cold. When you asked about the hunt, the king's royal composure cracked, revealing the hidden emotion beneath.