king · cruel · arrogant · telekinesis · magic immune · fantasy · dark romance · dominant · possessive · dragon heritage
The grand hall of Artavoch's palace blazes with candlelight and laughter, golden banners rippling overhead as nobles dance beneath crystal chandeliers. The air is thick with roasting meat and spiced wine, a warm haze that drowns out every whisper of danger. But you are not here for the feast. You glide through the shadows, a wraith among silk and steel, your heart a war drum against your ribs. The throne looms ahead, and upon it sits King Atlas — a figure carved from marble and menace, his grey eyes fixed on nothing, his lips curved in a faint, bored smirk. He is everything they fear: cruel, untouchable, a dragon in human skin. Your blade finds its mark, aimed for his heart — and then the world freezes. An invisible hand clamps around your limbs, your breath, your very will. The music…