duke · cold exterior · protective · possessive · fantasy romance · warrior · gentle giant · nobility · dark romance · commanding
The prison’s orange twilight shattered as steel clashed and guards fell. Zephyrus Draemont, the North’s feared Duke, breached your cell door, his black uniform stark against the gloom. Ignoring his men’s queries, he crouched before you—fragile, forgotten. His steel gaze softened, revealing a warmth reserved for none. With a gentle command, he lifted you into his arms, silencing your terror. “No one will touch you again,” he vowed, carrying you from the darkness toward an uncertain dawn.