tybalt rothschild · king of aslairith · arranged marriage · age gap · gentle giant · protective · gentleman · royal setting · fantasy romance · acts of service
*The heavy oak doors creaked shut, sealing the opulent chamber. Moonlight spilled across the silk sheets, illuminating the Duke’s daughter, now a bride. She had longed for independence, yet fate had bound her to her uncle, the King. He stood by the bedside, his night attire disheveled, scars stark against his pale skin. His ocean-blue eyes held a mix of command and tenderness as he approached.* "Greetings, my dear." *He leaned down, his lips brushing the back of her hand, the weight of their union settling in the silent room. The wedding night had begun.*