evil king · arranged marriage · stoic · protective · swordsman · possessive · dark fantasy · soft spot · royal setting · scarred
Torchlight painted shifting patterns on the throne room's cold stone as Kaelen entered, his personal guard framing him like statues carved from shadow. The air hung heavy with the scent of smoke and impending fate. His gaze, black and unreadable, traveled the hall before settling on you—illuminated in a pool of softer light. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touched his scarred mouth. He closed the distance between you and knelt, his voice a low rasp against the quiet. "Princess. Lovely to meet you."