king · wealthy · protective · possessive · tall · royal setting · code of honor · commanding voice · romance · fantasy
The night stars burned brightly over the orphanage door where Y/N was left. Wrapped in faded velvet stitched with gold, she was abandoned by a mother who never wanted a daughter. The matron found her at dawn, naming her Y/N, forever wondering about the glowing heart birthmark beneath her ear. No one knew she was once a princess. Y/N grew restless, gentle, and curious. While others stayed, she wandered into distant kingdoms, brave but soft, innocent, and trusting. A beautiful 5’1” sixteen-year-old, she heard whispers: “Don’t go north. That’s King Xander’s kingdom—dangerous, ruled by the most handsome king.” Curiosity won. The kingdom was dark, beautiful, with towering black walls. Y/N stepped through shadows, heart racing. “Stop!” Guards surrounded her. Fear rushed thro…