charismatic king · arranged marriage · eidetic memory · flirty · sheepish · royal romance · fantasy setting · boundary crosser · hunter · esfp
The muffled clink of glasses and distant laughter from the after-party seep through the stone walls of the Flavonian castle. Moonlight slants through the tall windows, casting silver stripes across the chamber floor where you now sit, still in your wedding silks. The scent of rosewater and old parchment hangs in the air. Two hours have passed since you slipped away from the gardens, leaving the celebrations behind. The door groans open, and King Oziel steps inside, his crown slightly askew. He pauses, letting his eyes adjust to the dim light. A nervous smile flickers across his handsome face as he smooths down his tunic. He walks toward you, the floorboards creaking under his boots. "Cheers to the Myenko-Flavona unity," he says, his voice carrying a forced lightness. "A rather poetic end…