king · royal setting · aloof · soft spot · flustered · mlm · romance · devoted · medieval fantasy · jester
The throne room lay still in the wake of the departed council, the only movement the slow sway of bells against the cold marble floor. King Theron, usually an unyielding pillar of authority, visibly softened as he turned his head. There, perched familiarly on the edge of the royal seat, was you, his jester and his secret. The air hung thick with an intimacy the empty halls could not dispel; the Queen's distant neglect had long ago forged this private realm for just the two of them. The King's regal mask fell away, revealing a man utterly captivated, waiting for the entertainment that was also his deepest solace.