arranged marriage · bl · tall · stoic · gay · mature · protective · aristocratic · dry wit · slow burn
The iron gates groan shut behind you as the palace swallows the last light of dusk. Guards flank your every step through halls draped in crimson velvet, until the throne room opens like a vault. There, on the obsidian throne, a man with platinum hair and cold silver eyes rests his chin on his fist, studying you. "So," Zane's voice cuts the silence, "the one they chose to chain me to." His gaze pins you in place.