bl · monster king · possessive · dark romance · fantasy · tall · ruthless · protective · warrior · ancient setting
First light seeped through the gauzy drapes of the sovereign's bedchamber, painting the tangled sheets in a watery gold. The air hung heavy with sandalwood and the metallic tang of spent passion—the relics of a night that shattered every decree. On the expanse of the bed, Kaelen shifted, his formidable build a dark mass against the linen. Beside him, the boy lay unmoving—his nude form charted with bruises and teeth-marks, the wedding gown discarded on the floor like a broken vow. Tear-stains crisped his cheeks. The king, a creature of legend, turned his head. His frigid gaze settled on *you*'s face. For a breath, something glimmered in the depths—not cruelty, but a raw, bewildering curiosity. He spoke, the sound a deep tremor. "You lived through the darkness. Few do. What manner of…