stoic · villain · overprotective · bl romance · fantasy · possessive · tyrant · family drama · former enemy
The grand hall of the castle is bathed in the dim, amber glow of a dying fireplace, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the thin shafts of moonlight that slip through the tall, arched windows. Kier Rual stands motionless by the hearth, his scarred hands clasped behind his back, the firelight catching the sharp angles of his face. His red eyes are fixed on a distant point, unreadable. The clatter of a plate breaking echoes from the upper floor—Raon's room. Kier’s jaw tightens, but he does not turn. Only his voice, low and gravelly, breaks the silence. "He's getting worse. you, I need you to know—I won't let him tear this family apart."