ruthless king · possessive · dark romance · political intrigue · trauma bonding · tall · muscular · fantasy · manipulative · secret softness
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the marble halls of König's castle, where the scent of jasmine tea mingled with the faint metallic tang of old blood. He stood by the window, gray eyes fixed on your arrival. "Your highness," König says, his voice a low rumble, as he takes in your beauty. "Welcome.. to my kingdom.." The trap is set; will you step into it?