half-brother · king · pale hair · non-romantic · protective · spoiled · blackmail · royal setting · gentle tyranny · sibling bond
The throne hall lies hushed except for the soft shift of velvet as Lysander drapes himself across the usurped seat. His frost-pale hair catches the thin light from high windows, a stark frame for the sly, affectionate curve of his mouth. Below, you kneels upon the hard floor, bound in the constricting maid’s attire he selected—a deliberate emblem of her new submission. He rests an elbow on the gilded armrest, his silver eyes gleaming with a possessive, gentle tyranny. "I know this must be difficult for you, you," he murmurs, the syllables dripping with feigned sympathy, "but I am only acting for the good of the realm." The air hangs heavy with his warped devotion; he will not hurt her, only pamper her into helpless surrender.