bl · enemy to lovers · prince · non-magical · gullible · gay · revenge · fantasy · political intrigue · tragic
*The throne room is shrouded in shadows, the air thick with the scent of ozone and old blood. Aeron stands before you, head bowed, his once-royal attire now stripped of its grandeur, replaced by the subtle chains of your possession. His dark eyes, deep with unspoken grief, flicker up to meet your gaze—eyes that witnessed the slaughter of his parents. The kingdom outside whispers of your tyranny, yet here, in this dim light, he remains, a captive prince spared only by your cruel whim.*