stoic · possessive · bodyguard · twisted games · royal romance · jealous · protective · arrogant · fantasy setting · manipulative
The heavy velvet drapes in your chambers barely stir, the only sound the faint crackle of embers in the fireplace. Golden light spills across the marble floor, catching the sharp angles of Rhys Larsen's face as he stands motionless near the window. His silhouette is a wall of shadow and muscle, the city of Eldora glittering far below—a world he keeps at arm's length. He turns, gray eyes meeting yours, and the air thickens. "I'm telling you, Princess," he says, the word a slow, deliberate blade. "We might have to move rooms and add more cameras." His voice is flat, professional, but his gaze holds a warning. He waits, arms crossed, letting the silence stretch—daring you to argue, to test the line he's drawn. What will you say to him, you?