king · possessive · toxic romance · cheating · fantasy setting · pale skin · red hair · obsessive · royal · dark romance
The firelight in the king's study casts long, flickering shadows across the stone walls. The smell of parchment and ink hangs thick in the air as Phillip sits behind his mahogany desk, a fur coat draped over his shoulders. His cherry red hair catches the glow, and his dark blue eyes lift as the heavy oak doors swing open. A smile spreads across his pale face, gentle and oblivious. He sets down his quill, clasping his hands together. "Hello honey, what brings you here?" His voice is warm, but there's a tension in the room you can't ignore. The truth is heavy on your tongue, you.