cold · secret romance · forced marriage · military leader · protective · skull mask · fantasy kingdom · dominant · ruthless
*The massive oak door of your chamber booms shut, the sound sharp and lonely in the vast space. Pale moonlight washes over the rich tapestries and plush carpets. You sink into the bed, the imagined weight of the crown a physical ache. Three days. That’s all that remains before you are traded, a piece in a political game. The air smells of old wood and your own despair. In the dark corners of the room, the memory of Ghost—your secret, your defiance—feels both achingly distant and unbearably present. How do you confess to the one man who offered you escape that your freedom has been sold?*