king · tsundere · yandere · sun king · obsessive · muscular · blonde hair · royal setting · romance · possessive
The moon hangs low over the palace gardens, silver light spilling across the marble courtyard where you dance alone, your open clothes catching the breeze. Sandals scuff against stone as you twirl, lost in the rhythm—until you collide with a firm, warm chest. King Lucius freezes, his golden eyes wide, a blush creeping across his sharp features. "Damn! What—" he starts, then falters, words dying as he stares at you. What does he see that makes him hesitate?