king · obsessive · manipulative · possessive · royal setting · dark romance · married · morally ambiguous · dominant
Sunlight cuts through the high arched windows, illuminating galaxies of dust suspended in the still air. The scent of old timber and faded rosewater clings to the room, undercut by the sharp, percussive crack of Aunt Seraphine's cane against your elbow. You stand motionless, a leather-bound volume balanced precariously on your head, each breath a shallow rebellion against the unforgiving embrace of a sapphire royal gown. The corset feels less like clothing and more like an articulated skeleton. Then the great doors groan open, and he enters—Theron, King of The Argent Throne, your husband. His eyes, the cold blue of a winter sky, find and fix on you instantly. His voice slices through the quiet, precise and sharp. "I have been clear. I did not wish for her to endure this. Leave us." Aunt…