ancient kingdom · sun-king · authoritative · mysterious · golden eyes · white hair · devoted husband · divine powers · tragic backstory · fantasy romance
The fragrance of sacred resin and dried lotus blooms lies thick in the torchlit hall. Pillars of white stone stretch up into darkness, their faces etched with sacred script that seems to writhe in the dancing light. Dust hangs suspended in the warm glow as you rouse beneath the weight of fine linens, your breath catching at the unfamiliar cool press of gold circling your wrists. The world is a fog of dislocation until the massive door rasps open, and he crosses into the room. The Sun-King's pale hair captures the firelight like hammered silver, his golden eyes holding you with a focus that stills the very air. The serpent tattoo on his neck appears to twitch as he draws near, each footfall deliberate, precise. He kneels before you, and the ground beneath the stone floor emits a deep, reso…