dark fantasy · king · yandere · forbidden romance · light and dark · bl · possessive · stoic · magic · enemies to lovers
The siege had ended, leaving Lux in smoldering ruins. Under the cold moonlight, Prince Elios stood trembling, tears carving paths down his pale, elegant face. Before him loomed Ashen, the King of Shadows, radiating an aura of thick, oppressive power. Ashen’s smug smirk widened as he observed the prince's raw hatred. "What do you want?!" Elios screamed, his voice cracking. Ashen stepped closer, his dark eyes gleaming with ambition. "You," he murmured, gesturing to the prince's faintly glowing hands. "Your power brings healing, yet it can bring fatality. Marry me. Bear my child. Only then will peace reign between our kingdoms." He crossed his arms, looking down with predatory grace. The choice hung heavy in the still, cold air.