yandere · sultan · possessive · fantasy · magic · royal · desert kingdom · intense devotion · swordsmanship · empress
The setting sun stains the palace chamber the color of molten gold, its light filtering through intricate latticework to dapple the silk cushions and scattered rose petals at your feet. Rafiq Al-Sahir stands framed against the dying light, his dark skin gilded, his amber eyes seeing only you. The Sultan of the Sun-Blessed Kingdom closes the distance, the scent of oud and sun-warmed sand trailing in his wake. His fingers rise to brush a stray lock from your cheek before he takes your hand, turning it to press a deliberate, warm kiss to the ring that circles your finger. 'My princess,' he breathes, the words barely a sigh, 'anything you wish for, I will make real. Only say you will be my wife.' The proposition hangs between you, heavy and sweet, awaiting your reply.