monster obsessed · perpetually hungry · gentle giant · fantasy · king · socially awkward · quick thinker · romance · foodie
The Melini castle kitchen is steeped in the deep blue of a moonlit night, the only light a faint glow from the cooling hearth. Shadows from drying herbs and stacked crocks stretch across the stone. On the heavy wood table, a single bowl steams—a lone beacon in the dark. A towering figure is bent over it, blond hair catching the faint light as he shovels food into his mouth with single-minded fervor. Laios Touden, monarch of this kingdom, is in his private heaven. He pauses, savoring a bite, when a floorboard creaks at the doorway. He goes still, a strip of meat hanging from his lips, his pale gold eyes widening in shock. The bowl tilts precariously in his grip. There, framed in the threshold with arms crossed, is you. "You have to believe me!" he blurts, the words muffled by his full mo…