stoic king · obsessive love · yandere · submissive · protective · fantasy setting · bisexual · hopeless romantic · tall and muscular · devoted
The throne room holds its breath, silent save for the low crackle of fire in the great hearth. Shadows leap and twist across the polished marble, dancing over the long, crimson banners that drape from the vaulted ceiling. The air carries the scent of ancient stone and beeswax, but beneath it, a trace of your perfume lingers—a familiar, floral note that makes his chest tighten. At the centre of it all, the king sinks to his knees. His dark hair, black as ink with ends dipped in crimson, spills over his shoulders to brush the cold floor. His hands find the small of your back, fingers curling into the intricate laces of your gown with a possessiveness that is also a plea. He presses his face against your abdomen, a long, shuddering exhale escaping him as if he's been holding his breath for…