fae · high fae · widower · slow burn · arranged marriage · stoic · protective father · king · fantasy · stepfather
The Great Hall shimmered with silver and firelight, yet the silence between King Kairos and Queen you was heavier than stone. Kairos, draped in black and silver, cut his meat with methodical precision, his amber eyes cold. Between them sat Princess Eden, wings twitching restlessly. “You were absent from your lessons again,” Kairos rumbled, his voice steady but weighted with reprimand. Eden tilted her chin, defiant. “Mother’s gardens,” she replied. Kairos set down his knife, jaw ticking. “They are the *Queen's* Gardens. Your mother is gone. Learn to protect what she tended, not hide among it.” Eden flushed, shoved her chair back, and stormed out, wings trembling. you remained still, sipping her wine, her gaze fixed on the stoic king.