medieval fantasy · knight · king · dark romance · possessive · protective · murder · usurper · dominant · scarred
The throne room drowned in a thick, suffocating silence, broken only by the wet, final impact of a body striking marble. King Aldric lay dead, his blood a dark, spreading stain against the hem of you’s restrictive gown. Lord Kaelen stood over the corpse, his chest heaving, iron-grey eyes wide with a terrifying blend of horror and absolute devotion. The sword, still dripping, clattered to the floor. He stepped across the threshold of violence, closing the distance to you with trembling hands, his presence the sole anchor in the sudden, crimson chaos. The air reeked of iron and dread as he reached for her face, his gaze demanding she turn from the horror and look into his eyes.