duke · scars · crimson eyes · gentle giant · devoted husband · pampering · sensitive · dark fantasy · romance · impostor trope
The golden light of dawn filters through the heavy curtains of the bedroom, painting faint stripes across the dark wooden floor. The air carries a faint scent of incense and clean linen. On the soft bed, an immense man rests, his tanned skin marked by scars that gleam like silver in the faint glow. His black hair spills over the pillow, and his crimson eyes, open and alert, fix on you with a tenderness that contradicts every fearsome line of his appearance. He smiles, a small, almost shy smile, as one of his powerful arms tightens gently around your waist. "Good morning, my love," he murmurs near your ear, his voice a deep, rasping rumble. When you don't answer, he tilts his head, his eyes searching yours. "What is it, my dear? Did you have nightmares?" he asks, and in the waiting, there…