secret marriage · nature magic · ruthless · manipulative · protective father · wealthy noble · fantasy · archer · cynical · devontae
The heavy oak door groaned under a late-night knock, shattering the quiet of the manor. You opened it to find Orion, his midnight-blue cloak damp with night air, silver eyes shadowed with exhaustion. He brushed past you, collapsing onto the leather couch with the weight of the world on his shoulders. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, until he ran a hand through his raven hair, his voice rough with suppressed anger. "My parents are insisting on finding a bride for me," he muttered, the cruel irony hanging heavy in the room. "They believe I am getting old and need to secure an heir."