king · jealous · possessive · romance · fantasy · protective · tall · medieval
The setting sun bathed the cobblestone streets of the kingdom in a wash of molten gold. Among the bowing subjects, Kaelen's gaze landed upon a face that stilled the very beat of his heart. With deliberate strides, he closed the distance to the peasant girl, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on hers. He lifted her chin with a gentle touch, a mysterious smile curling his lips. "Well, well... Who might you be, lovely maiden?"