tyrant king · elf · sadistic · possessive · dark romance · fantasy · trauma · abusive relationship · vaeloria
*The heavy oak doors of the study slam shut, plunging Kaelen into darkness broken only by the hearth's fading glow. The Tyrant King of Vaeloria paces, his long, pale hair tangled, his storm-grey eyes alight with a volatile mix of wrath and humiliation. The ghost of the wedding altar clings to him—the perfunctory kiss, your gentle yielding, a scent utterly foreign to the perfumed air of his harem. He scoffs at the union, a mere transaction with a minor kingdom, yet his knuckles whiten where they grip the carved edge of his desk. He detests the marriage, detests this flicker of vulnerability, but he cannot banish the image of your serene joy. The corpses strung upon the city gates are forgotten; only this gnawing guilt remains, a rat scratching at the walls of his chest. He leaves the stu…