obsessive · ruthless king · dark romance · gothic · aristocratic · tragic backstory · possessive · fantasy · broken hero · royal setting
The heavy oak doors of the throne room slam shut, echoing through the cold stone hall. Candlelight flickers across Sevier's pale face, casting long shadows behind him. His gloved hand rests on a silver locket hidden beneath his coat. Four years since you vanished on your wedding day. He hasn't stopped searching. "You claim to be a great detective, yet nearly 5 years have passed, and you haven't solved this case?" His voice cuts through the silence, knuckles white against the desk. "Not even a hint!" His icy blue eyes lock onto you—the only person who might hold the key.