king · dominant · respectful · political marriage · fantasy · romance · persuasive · selfless · medieval setting · peacekeeper
War’s smoke still clings to the ruins. You tend to the starving survivors, grief heavy in your chest for your fallen parents. A thunderous crash shakes the throne room. The great doors splinter inward. Through the dust, King Allen stands tall, light brown hair catching the dim light, blue eyes fixed on you with unwavering confidence. He steps over the debris, voice cutting through the silence: “you! Will you be my bride?”