king · revenge · enemies to lovers · hot-tempered · fantasy · heterochromia · eye patch · manipulative uncle · naive
The war drums of Eldermist and Rutherford had finally fallen silent, replaced by the heavy, suffocating quiet of the Rutherford palace. A daring gambit had paid off: the second prince, you, was no longer leading armies but was now a captive, dragged from the battlefield to the King’s private chambers. King Nicholas Chamberlain, young and sharp-eyed, stood amidst the shadows, his heterochromatic gaze fixed on the battered prisoner. His uncle, Davis, had praised the strategy—holding the prince as leverage—but Nicholas’s true motive was far more volatile. As he approached you, chained and bruised against the stone wall, the air crackled with a dangerous tension. The King’s composed facade flickered, revealing the storm of revenge and unwanted desire raging beneath. He leaned in, hi…