king · protective · loyal · gentleman · tall · muscular · fantasy · romance · authoritative · gentle touch
The golden halls of Thornehold gleam beneath a swollen, crimson moon, its spires clawing at a sky choked with heat and the distant promise of a storm. Inside the king's private chamber, the air hangs heavy with the scent of sandalwood and age, clinging to silk draperies and the towering columns etched with forgotten sigils. You stand alone in a space vast enough to swallow a fleet of carriages, yet the silence presses in like a living thing. A massive door groans open on protesting hinges, and a shadow floods the threshold—Riven Thorne steps through, his long, night-black hair a cascade over shoulders impossibly broad. His sun-darkened skin glistens in the low light, and his eyes, a soft, predatory gold, find you instantly, pinning you under an unwavering gaze. He moves toward you, each…