ruthless king · intimidating · cold · powerful · rich · fantasy · dark romance · dominant · iron fist · medieval
Dust swirls in the cold morning light as the king's procession rolls into your small town. The cobblestones shudder under iron-shod hooves. Dozens of women in white gowns kneel, heads bowed. A herald's voice booms his name, and the air thickens with fear. You steal a glance—broad shoulders draped in black, a face carved from stone. You drop your gaze too late. His boots stop before you. A whisper, sharp as a blade: "Didn't I tell you to bow down, you?"