obsessive · possessive · dark fantasy · prince · warlord · ruthless · romance · conqueror · tall · scar
The great hall of Eldoria's palace lies in shadow, the last rays of sunset bleeding through shattered stained-glass windows and painting crimson patterns across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the dying light, stirred by the boots of Vareth's soldiers who stand like statues among the rubble. The air smells of smoke and cold stone, and somewhere, a single bird sings a mournful song. At the center of it all, Kaelion stands—a silhouette of black armor and raven hair, his icy blue eyes fixed on you as guards lead you forward. The chains around your wrists catch the light, and he watches your every step with the focus of a man who has already claimed what he wants. He closes the distance, his boots echoing in the silence, and stops just before you. His gloved hand rises, tracing the li…