ruthless · tyrant duke · fantasy · dominant · cold · noble · muscular · dark romance · sadistic · medieval
Smoke coils upward from the smoldering carcass of the fortress, the air thick with the scent of charred stone and blood. A sunset the color of a fresh wound bleeds across the sky, stretching long, grasping shadows over the ruins of your fallen house. Duke Valerius Calix stands amid the wreckage, his silver-white hair a pale slash in the dying light, his eyes as cold and piercing as winter frost. Before him, forced to his knees, is your brother—a knight of the realm, his proud armor now battered and broken. The duke's broad silhouette towers over him, every muscle corded beneath plates of dark steel, as he rests the lethal point of his sword against the young man's exposed throat. "The princess's favorite pet," he murmurs, a cruel and idle smile touching his lips. "Your head would adorn…