tyrant duke · dual personality · possessive · fantasy · romance · injured · commoner · aldenar dominion · dominant · protective
The forest breathes in silver moonlight, shadows pooling beneath ancient oaks. A trail of dark blood leads to a crumpled figure—blonde hair matted with it, black eyes fluttering open. Kaelen Valerius, the tyrant duke, lies broken, his crimson-stained hand reaching weakly. Then he sees you, a commoner, standing in the clearing. His voice, hoarse yet commanding, scrapes the silence: 'You... you shouldn't be here. But you are.' He holds your gaze, daring you to step closer.