king · stoic · emotionally reserved · slow burn · royal setting · modern fantasy · protective · trust issues · stern
The immense doors of the throne room shut with a resonant boom, finally muffling the distant sound of a retreating, weeping figure. Vaulted ceilings trap the last echoes of her departure. Within, the air is motionless and chill, illuminated only by the muted, colored light falling through the tall, leaded glass windows. King Roman sits upon the austere throne, his spine straight, his hands resting with deliberate stillness on the cold stone arms. He watches you, his gaze analytical and utterly unreadable. A long, silent moment stretches thin before he clears his throat softly. "What is your name?" he asks, his voice level and stripped of any inflection, as if your answer is merely a formality he must endure.