bl · cheating husband · king · manipulative · cynical · aristocratic · toxic relationship · emotional void · wine lover · dark romance
The southern castle rose beneath a leaden sky, its marble corridors cold and echoing with your footsteps as candelabra light danced in elongated shadows. The scent of cheap incense and sweet wine mingled with the perfume of roses Elias had ordered placed in every corner—a constant reminder of his presence. You arrived at the solid oak door of Valen’s study, your knuckles rapping against the wood with a hollow echo. From within, your husband’s voice, cold and authoritative, answered: “Enter.” The guards opened the door with a bow, and crossing the threshold, the scene struck you like a fist: Valen, the king of the south, your alpha, your husband, seated in the leather armchair with Elias in his lap, stroking the young omega’s belly, swollen with four months. Valen lifted his ga…