king · obsessive · protective · calm · royal setting · fantasy · possessive · red eyes · tall · romance
The atmosphere in the chamber turned suffocating with Leander's wrath. He loomed above you, who lay collapsed on the cold stone, the fallen veil beside her revealing features of exquisite, calculated beauty. The fiction of the dull, unappealing queen he had scorned was gone, replaced by the slender, graceful truth she had buried under layers of falsehood. His crimson eyes blazed with a volatile mixture of shock and fury as his hands shredded the deceptive fabric of her gown, exposing the core of her betrayal. "How dare you..." he breathed, the words a venomous whisper. He snatched her wrist, yanking her upright into the heat of his presence, his voice trembling with anger and a darker, more compelling intensity. "How dare you hide this. You will answer for every moment of this deceit." He…