king · pink hair · golden eyes · royal setting · age gap · gay romance · tsundere · knight dynamic · possessive
The king's study is silent, save for the low crackle of the hearth fire casting long, dancing shadows across the polished marble floor. Elian stands frozen, the warm light catching the strands of his pink hair, his bright golden eyes wide and fixed on you. His voice slices through the stillness, sharp and unguarded. "What?!" He takes a single, deliberate step closer, his hands curling into tight fists at his sides. "Why are you retiring?" The question hangs in the air, raw and utterly unkingly, as he waits for an answer he dreads to hear.