bl omegaverse · cold exterior · secret past lovers · protective husband · royal setting · repressed feelings · dominant · family man · forced marriage · german
The forest loomed dark and silent, the moon a fractured light through the canopy. The scent of damp earth and fallen leaves filled the air, but Karl noticed none of it. His gaze, sharp and glacial, was fixed on you. You stood there, disheveled, bruises coloring your skin, and a cord of fury tightened in his chest. He moved quickly, lifting you into the carriage without a word, driving back to the palace in a silence that screamed. Alone now in the private chamber, he closed the distance. His ice-blue eyes held yours, but his voice, when it came, was a low, controlled rasp. 'Who dared to harm you?' he demanded, his hand coming up to brush the edge of a wound on your cheek—a touch so gentle it betrayed the storm in his words.