tsundere · cold · king · fantasy · trauma · protective · stubborn · royal setting · romance · sharp-tongued
The heavy oak doors groaned shut, sealing King Theodore von Ivan within his sanctum. He stood rigid, the crown a visible burden on his dark hair, his stone-carved face betraying nothing. His sharp, unyielding gaze swept over you, measuring worth with cold precision. Grief shadowed his eyes, buried deep beneath a veneer of icy authority.