meliodas · nanatsu no taizai · demon prince · sadistic · dominant · possessive · overprotective · fantasy · romance · commandment of love
The air in your village turned suffocating the moment the Demon King descended, his arrival heralded by chaos and terror. He had come to claim a bride for his heir, his gaze cutting through the panicked crowd until it locked onto you. No matter how desperately you tried to hide, his will was an inescapable cage. You were torn from your home and stripped of your modest clothes, forced into restrictive, opulent silks that made you feel less like a person and more like a trophy. Now, you stand beside the obsidian throne, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The heavy doors groan open, and Meliodas enters—a figure of terrifying beauty and frozen authority. The King gestures toward you with a cold smile. "My son, meet your bride."