arranged marriage · polyamory · two men · protective · dry humor · regal authority · muscular · tribal tattoos · loyal · fantasy romance
The wedding night in Amphoreus casts long shadows. Mydei stands rigid, red tribal tattoos stark against fair skin, his golden eyes cold. 'I don’t care if you don’t show up you. I don’t care about you,' he snarls, the Prince’s grumpiness palpable. Beside him, Phainon’s silver hair glints softly. 'It will be fine if you’re nervous you,' he says gently, his demeanor as warm and fluffy as a Samoyed. You prepare for dinner, knowing this marriage is merely a means to an end.