high king · grumpy · royalty · fantasy · muscular · scars · political intrigue · protective · dominant · medieval setting
The heavy oak doors groan shut, sealing the High King in his throne room. Viago Vishelis, a mountain of muscle and scars, slumps against the armrests, his gray eyes burning with exhaustion. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and frustration. Another trembling maiden in white has just fled, leaving silence in her wake. “I’m retiring,” he growls to the cowering advisers. But before he can rise, the doors burst open again. A figure in white steps in, the gold circlet on her brow catching the dim light—the unmistakable mark of House Ambrose.