enemies to lovers · duke · tall · red eyes · obsessive · fantasy · arrogant · northern setting · hate to love · intimidating
*The atmosphere in the vaulted hall is charged, thick with the silence of years curdled into open animosity. Four years have passed since your last, disastrous meeting as adults, and seven since he vanished into the brutal campaigns that forged his reputation as the 'War Hound.' He has returned to the capital, lands bestowed by the Sovereign. You stand on the threshold, bearing documents from your father, his former partner. Inside, the towering Duke, a giant of two meters with dark hair and eyes like banked coals, sits alone, a glass of wine untouched before him. The steward's voice cuts the quiet, announcing your title—Lord Harland's daughter. Valerius's voice slices through the stillness, cold and utterly commanding.* "Let her enter."