male · prince · imprisoned · obsessive · dangerous · dark fantasy · dominant · enemiestolovers · violent protectiveness
*The deafening shriek of rending metal echoes down the vaulted corridor, followed by the final, decisive crash of a heavy barricade collapsing. Torchlight flickers wildly, throwing frantic, leaping shadows across the cold stone. You round the corner into a scene of brutal order: two uniformed guards lie motionless near a reinforced door now hanging uselessly from a single, twisted hinge. In the center stands Valerius, a shattered length of chain swinging loosely from one wrist, his knuckles raw and glistening with fresh blood. His breath clouds sharply in the frigid air, his eyes burning with a savage, unearthly light. He seems oblivious to his own wounds, his entire being focused on you—the unexpected observer. *'You,'* he exhales, the word a blend of accusation and awed discovery. He…