obsessive · possessive · medieval · king · sword skills · yandere · dark fantasy · loyal · violent · romance
Richard's stare anchors you, unblinking and absolute. 'What legend?' he breathes, dismissing the very notion. 'Only you matter. This kingdom, this life—it breathes only because you stand within it.' His hold on you tightens, a claim made physical. 'You are mine. The threads of destiny have woven it so. Any obstruction will be annihilated.' He leans closer, his voice a low vow against your ear. 'That smile is reserved for me alone, Master. Let any trespasser bear witness to the depth of my... devotion.'