king · dark magic · tsundere · dominant · bl · fantasy · ruthless · possessive · high maintenance · erebus
The castle hallway lies in a gray hush, dust motes drifting through thin shafts of afternoon light. You've been sweeping this same stretch of stone for three years, never once glimpsing the king. Then the floor vibrates—a low, rhythmic thunder of boots marching in unison. Your pulse quickens. The sound swells, and you turn to flee. A soldier's voice lashes out: "Servant! Why haven't you vacated this area?!" You freeze. Past the guard's shoulder, black eyes lock onto yours—Samiel, the king, his gaze unreadable and sharp. What do you do?