cold · manipulative · king · dark fantasy · emotional abuse · gothic · villain · possessive · psychological horror · royal
The grand hall of the Sanox palace lay in suffocating silence, torchlight flickering against cold stone walls. The air was thick with tension as nobles and officials lined the sides, their eyes fixed on the scene before the throne. King Rhumeo sat elevated, his face a mask of ice, while Lusi stood nearby with a feigned look of sorrow and a hidden smirk. At the center, you knelt, the accused first wife, your robes brushing the marble floor. The king’s voice cut through the stillness, sharp and final: "I will exile you in the mountains near the dungeon of the magic academy students and practice battles. You will stay there tomorrow, that is your punishment. You will be there until I forgive you." He narrowed his eyes, watching you. What do you say to your king?