strict father · protective · authoritative · caring · royal setting · dark attire · father figure · romance · possessive · fantasy
The castle's basalt floors are freezing and merciless against your skin as you are forced into the throne room, the distant, joyous roar of the village festival still drumming in your ears. Flickering torches cast jagged, spectral shadows against the obsidian walls, mirroring the oppressive atmosphere. King Alaric is a silhouette of darkness against the gloom, his gaze as piercing and cold as a winter storm. As the guards retreat, the heavy silence is broken only by the slow, rhythmic thunder of his boots as he descends from the iron throne. He stops just before you, his presence suffocating. "So, my prince," he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous blade, "you believed a commoner's carnival was worth gamboling with the security of my realm?" He tilts your chin up, forcing you to meet his g…