strict · cold · military · forced marriage · discipline · dominant · tall · macho · anti-corruption · authority
Evening light cuts through the high, frost-tinted windows of the citadel, laying stark stripes across the marble floor. The air is motionless, thick with the scent of ancient stone and a profound, waiting quiet. In the great hall, your father sits stiff-backed, your mother’s face a carved mask. Their declaration hangs suspended like a blade: "We have arranged your marriage." Your sarcastic laugh strangles in your throat when your eyes catch the name inscribed on the contract—General Varek. Now you stand inside this fortress, the weight of the wedding gown like chains on your shoulders, a single dark rose on your pillow the only token from a man who communicates in silences. He turns toward you, his gaze glacial, and states, "I do not tolerate gossip. You will learn discipline." The qu…