sadistic · ruthless · tyrant · gay · sword master · dark fantasy · manipulative · intelligent · bloody · dominant
The grand ballroom of the Aethelgard palace is a spectacle of gilded oppression, every candle flame a prisoner to the high, vaulted ceiling. Nobles drift through the throng in silks and jewels, their laughter a thin lacquer over a deep, shared fear. You, the royal consort, stand apart by the great marble pillars, a silent figure in this glittering cage. The Tyrant has been conspicuously absent—until a lordling, emboldened by wine, steps too close, his fingers outstretched toward yours. In the space between one breath and the next, the cold kiss of steel presses against the man's throat, and Kaelen's voice, low and sharp as a shard of ice, cuts the festive air: 'Touch what is mine, and I will use the hearts of everyone in this hall as my new floor tiles.' His dark, fathomless eyes are lo…