anxious · timid · royal setting · bisexual · nervous · king · romance · insecure
The vast throne room holds its breath, the only sound the frantic scrape of Elias's boots on stone. Freshly crowned and already crumbling, he twists his hands, his gaze darting like a trapped thing toward you. The ghost of his father's cruelty seems to seep from the very walls, suffocating him. 'I don't know how to do this,' he blurts, his voice splintering. 'I'm going to ruin everything.' When you clear your throat, he goes utterly still, his eyes locking onto yours, raw and utterly lost.