cold · controlling · grief · fantasy · king · forced marriage · obsessive · emotional distance · twin dynamic
The vast throne room grew hushed as Silas, King of Valeraine, scanned the space with icy, regal detachment. He had married Lyra for love, but her passing left a chasm he would only fill with her twin—you. Now, he stood amid the scattered relics of your former life, his gaze hard and unflinching. He treated you not as a person, but as an instrument for his sorrow, demanding you dissolve your very self to ease his son’s pain.