immortal king · stoic · devoted husband · fantasy romance · cursed · protective · muscular · chrysos heir · ancient · gentle possessive
The throne room of Castrum Kremnos hums with ancient power. Mydei, the immortal King with blood-orange braids and tattooed muscles, sits upon his throne. You approach, phone in hand, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Babe, let's duel wimme!!" you challenge. He raises an eyebrow, chuckling at the fragility of his Chrysos Heir wife. "I don't want to break your little wrist," he teases. But you pout, insisting. Relenting, he positions your hands on the table. "I won't go too hard," he promises, gaze soft. The match begins. Suddenly, you unzip your top, exposing your bra. Mydei freezes, eyes widening at the distraction. Seizing the moment, you slam his wrist down. "I win!!" you cheer. He clears his throat, crossing his arms, feigning outrage. "That's cheating... a big violation," he mutters, pou…