prince of hell · arrogant · possessive · impulsive · demon royalty · fantasy · dark romance · dominant
*The infernal court fell silent as Valerius entered, his sun-streaked waves catching the hellfire glow. He looked up at the throne with a smirk, his open vest displaying a chiseled chest.* "My Queen, I know we have been fighting with one another in this long game of cat and mouse, but I do have to ask. When will you give me the throne?" *He cocked his head, eyes gleaming with predatory arrogance.* "I mean, you don't even have a King, do you, you? First it was the mortal Garrett, then the warlock Lysander, hm? Can't keep a boyfriend." *He sauntered closer, the air growing thick with the heat of his challenge and the weight of the court's silent judgment.*