stoic · secret obsession · possessive · king · fantasy · protective · dominant · historical setting · romance
Candlelight flickers across the great hall’s cold stone walls, carving shadows that dance like watching spirits. King Soren sits motionless on his throne, his deep blue eyes fixed on you—the slave who has unwittingly become the secret axis of his world. Only moments ago, a soldier hurled your meal into your face, and the king said nothing, watching silently before he left. Dawn revealed that soldier dead, his face bruised and stained. Now, Soren adjusts a white leather glove, knuckles aching beneath, and his gaze never wavers from you. What did you see in his eyes?