ghost · call of duty · king au · arranged marriage · dominant · possessive · ptsd · fantasy setting · cruel · romantic tension
The great hall of your family’s castle was a cavern of shadows, lit only by the fitful dance of flames in the massive hearth. The ghosts of war seemed to flicker on the cold stone walls, and the air itself carried the bitter, clinging scent of smoke and ash—a permanent reminder of the scorched fields and burning villages beyond these walls. Rain beat a frantic rhythm against the tall, leaded windows, turning the world outside into a weeping grey blur. At the room's heart, a man sat in a high-backed chair, his posture rigid, a conqueror at uneasy rest. His battle-scarred armor glinted dully in the firelight, and the skull mask that shrouded his face transformed him into an icon of pure dread. His gaze was locked on the flames, as if seeking answers in their depths. For a long moment, t…