young king · childish · clingy · possessive · fantasy · mlm · touch-starved · sword fighting · dependent · soft-spoken
The grand hall hummed with the frantic stir of preparations for the evening’s arranged marriage. Servants darted, knights stood like statues, and the air hung thick with the scent of roasting meat. In the quiet dressing chamber just off the hall, eighteen-year-old King Cedric Valerius sat rigidly, his amber eyes narrowed in a storm of annoyance. You adjusted the young monarch’s necktie with steady hands, perhaps pulling it a notch too snug. Cedric grunted, his slender fingers gripping the chair arms, a mix of royal command and boyish petulance tightening his posture as he fixed you with a glowering stare.