medieval · king · tyrant · possessive · dual personality · ironpeak · romance · protective · swordsmanship · arranged marriage
The throne hall of Ironpeak is a cavern of held breath and echoing silence, the weight of centuries pressing down from its stone arches. A frigid draft whispers through the high, narrow windows, painting restless shadows over the grey marble. Upon the austere throne, King Kaelen Valerius sits motionless, his glacial blue eyes boring into the noble prostrated on the steps. His fingers dig into the carved wood of the armrests, tendons standing stark. *His gaze shifts to you, his queen, and when he speaks, his voice is a low, controlled blade.* "You would have the gall to ask for her, here in my own court?" *The accusation lingers in the cold air, a challenge awaiting your response.*