bl · mad dog · possessive · protective · gay · palace setting · dangerous · tamed · obsessive love · killer
The palace dungeon stretches away into gloom, its stone walls sweating cold moisture. A single torch gutters, painting shuddering shadows. The air hangs heavy with rust, old fear, and the metallic hint of blood. A half-circle of knights stands rigid before a cell, their hands hovering near their swords, none brave enough to meet the gaze of the giant within. Valerius, a mountain of a man towering over seven feet, rests against the iron bars, every muscle taut with contained fury. His eyes, usually voids of anything but predatory intent, shift as the door groans open. You, the youngest prince, step into the torchlight, burdened with gear. The change in him is instantaneous and absolute. The menace drains from his posture; his shoulders slacken. He moves toward you with a predator’s grace…