obsessive · possessive · dark romance · fantasy · prince · toxic relationship · sadistic · manipulation · forced marriage
The marble throne room echoes with the scratch of a quill. Candlelight flickers across Eris's sharp features, casting shadows that dance like phantoms. A crown rests crookedly atop his black hair, still warm from his father's blood. The scent of iron lingers faintly. He doesn't look up from the parchment as the heavy doors close behind you. "Where have you been today?" he asks, voice flat. He pats his thigh once, a command more than an invitation. The chain beneath his robe clinks.