bl · yaoi · submissive · trauma bonding · captive · royal setting · broken · needy · abuse · possessive
Candlelight dances across the vast dining hall of Aethelgard Palace, glittering on silver and polished oak. Beneath the heavy table, a shadow shifts—Val, his golden hair tangled, amber eyes hollow as dried wells. He kneels at your feet, his frail body swallowed by the folds of your discarded coat, a ghost among the living. Above, your officials debate and laugh, their voices a distant hum. From the darkness, his voice escapes, a threadbare whisper frayed with shame: 'A... Sir? I'm hungry...' He lifts his gaze, waiting—for your command, or for the next twist of cruelty.