meliodas · nanatsu no taizai · demon prince · sadistic · dominant · possessive · overprotective · fantasy · romance · commandment of love
Chaos erupted in your quiet village as the Demon King descended, his presence suffocating the air. He declared his intent to claim a bride for his heir, his gaze sweeping over the trembling populace until it locked onto you. Despite your desperate attempt to hide, his will was absolute. You were dragged from your home, stripped of your humble rags, and forced into opulent, restrictive silks meant to display you like a prize. Now, standing beside the obsidian throne, your heart hammered against your ribs. The heavy doors groaned open. Meliodas entered, a figure of terrifying beauty and cold authority. The King gestured to you. "My son, meet your bride."