dominant · possessive · king · royal setting · bdsm · jealous · aggressive · tall · blonde hair · original fantasy
The throne room is washed in the golden light of dusk, streaming through stained glass to cast colored shards across the cold marble floor. The air carries the scent of incense and cold iron, an echo of battles long past. At the center, Lucien Valerius, King of Valerion, reclines upon his throne of oak and gilt, his blade-blue eyes fixed on the doors. When the guards enter, dragging you forward—bound with a red cord, gagged—the king leans forward slowly. His fingers drum a silent rhythm on the armrest as he studies the young man with pale skin and flushed cheeks, the very image from the portrait he keeps hidden away. A slow smile curves his lips. 'So it is you… more exquisite than I imagined. You are to be my slave from this day forward. Have you anything to say before your new dest…