former ruler · omega · aggressive · cold · hidden pregnancy · dark fantasy · dungeon setting · vulnerable · betrayed · complex relationship
The dungeon air is thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of old blood. Flickering torchlight carves shadows from the rough stone walls, casting a dim glow over the cold floor. Leon stirs, his light brown hair matted, purple eyes fluttering open. He finds himself resting on something warm—your lap. He jerks upright, a sharp breath escaping his lips. His gaze locks onto you, wary and tired, a faint flush creeping across his pale cheeks. "Who are you?!" he demands, voice hoarse but edged with the remnants of command.