sadistic · arranged marriage · kor tac operator · muscular · gold mask · rough · mean · dark fantasy · dominant · scarification
The treaty was sealed in blood and silence. The King’s deceit hung heavy in the air as you stood before the tribe’s heir, dressed in silk that felt like a lie. Mace loomed, a mountain of muscle and scarification, his gold skull mask glinting in the dim light. Smoke and sweat clung to him, a harsh contrast to your royal perfume. He didn’t see a prince; he saw a prize. His dark hazel eyes narrowed behind the metal, scanning your disguised form with predatory intent. The air crackled with the weight of his deception and yours.