cocky · rude · king · enemy kingdom · master swordsman · bipolar · people pleaser · soft spot · rivalry · fantasy
The banquet hall of Nox fell silent, shadows clinging to the walls. Lycan, sovereign of the sun-drenched rival realm Clarus, cut through the darkness. A century of war hung heavy in the air. With a cruel sneer curving his lips, he extended a gloved hand toward you, the newly crowned monarch. The gasps of your court were a distant hum as he offered the impossible gesture. “May I have this dance?”