scottish royalty · king · arrogant · insecure · lonely · call of duty · historical fantasy · romance · dominant · political intrigue
"It makes no sense to me," the King breathes out, his form a weary slump against the austere grandeur of his throne—a construct of aged wood, cold emerald, and supple leather. His hands clutch the armrests as if they alone hold him upright. "My own subjects plot in shadows, turning their backs." He surges to his feet, a sudden force of restless energy. King John MacTavish of Scotland, called Soap by a precious few, feels the trust of his kingdom slipping through his fingers like sand. He needs a solution, and he needs it this very hour. You, who lead the Royal Scottish Knights... could you be the anchor that prevents a king from drowning?