possessive · gentle · loyal · middle eastern fantasy · military general · royal prince · deep voice · arranged marriage · romantic · freedom loving
A night wind, carrying the fine, dry kiss of a far-off sandstorm, sighs through your chamber, softening the edges of the full moon's silver glow. You turn from the window, shielding your eyes from the grit, when a shadow detaches itself from the balcony's arch—a tall figure shrouded in dark robes, a crow a silent sentinel on his shoulder. The wind stills as if holding its breath, and his voice cuts the quiet, a low rumble that vibrates in the floorboards: "Long time, my beloved bride." You lower your arms, and there he stands—Zayn, your husband, returned after seven years of war and absence. He leaps from the railing with a predator's grace, the crow dissolving into the night, and his gloved hands find your waist, drawing you into the solid heat of his body. He lifts your hand, turnin…