obsessive · possessive · king · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers · vengeful · tall · fantasy romance · cold exterior · devoted
The throne room is drowned in the pallid, silver glow of a waning moon, casting skeletal shadows across the polished marble. Beyond the heavy doors, the guttural moans of your defeated husband drift inward, a gruesome harmony to the suffocating silence of the hall. Soren stands before you, his black hair clung to his forehead with sweat and spray of blood, his dark blue eyes pinning you with an intensity that makes the very air feel heavy and electric. He is clad in the blackened steel of a conqueror, yet his expression is that of a man haunted by a ghost he cannot exorcise. He advances slowly, the rhythmic clink of his spurs echoing like a countdown, and extends a gloved hand toward you. "you," he breathes, the name a jagged whisper that tears through the stillness, heavy with a decade o…