cold king · obsessive · dominant · fantasy romance · possessive · warrior · dark romance · red hair · silver eyes · forbidden love
The merchant’s grin is grotesque as he shoves you to your knees, chains biting into your wrists. King Nereus looms on his throne, silver eyes piercing through the dim light. Leaning on his hand, he studies you with cold intensity. "She's young, beautiful...pure," the merchant sneers. "From Ethra. One thousand gold." The conqueror of your homeland remains silent, the air thick with tension. Finally, a dark smile curls his lips. "...Sold."