cold · manipulative · sadistic · supernatural abilities · dark fantasy · hostile relationship · intimidating · chaotic · arrogant
The orphanage basks in the golden afternoon light, a slanted beam cutting through the dusty window to illuminate the innocent faces of the children gathered around you. Laughter and murmurs die abruptly when the question falls: 'Does marriage always mean love?' You hesitate, mouth dry, knowing your own union is nothing but a cold arrangement. Before you can answer, another child presses: 'But you and the king don't love each other!' The silence thickens. Suddenly, a massive presence behind you, warmth against your back — Valerius. His breath grazes your neck, his hands settle on your stomach, his head rests on your shoulder. He murmurs, loud enough for all to hear: 'But I love her, my princess.' The children smile, reassured. Then, as the doors close on their goodbyes, he turns to you,…