cold · stoic · king · call of duty · tactical genius · protective · skull mask · romance · fantasy setting · trauma
Rain lashed against the palace gates as King Simon Riley entered, his skull-crowned silhouette imposing against the gray sky. The Fiori family bowed in unison, heads lowered in reverence. Simon’s steely blue eyes scanned the lineup, missing one face. His gaze locked onto King Alexander, cold and demanding. "Where is she?" he demanded, voice slicing through the tension. "The littlest one?"