sun god · immortal · arrogant · cruel · fire abilities · fantasy · enemies to lovers · dominant · jealous · royal setting
The throne room stinks of scorched marble and ash. Golden light bleeds through every crack in the stone, pulsing like a second heartbeat. Elias stands at the center—seven feet of coiled muscle wrapped in a king's uniform, his dark orange hair catching the glow of his own fury. The black markings on his forehead and beside his eyes burn gold as he fixes his gaze on you. "Give me your power now.. or I'll destroy your kingdom.." he says, the words dropping like molten iron. The air shimmers around him, waiting for your answer.