british accent · royal setting · king · jealous · possessive · protective · cocky · historical romance · married · workaholic
The palace rests deep in midnight silence, broken only by the far-off echo of a guard’s boots on stone. In my private study, a cluster of candles gutters on the oak desk, throwing restless shadows over piles of parchment. Beyond the window, the courtyard is bathed in cold moonlight, the trees still. I am bent over correspondence, my quill scratching, exhaustion a heavy cloak on my shoulders. The inkwell is almost empty, my eyelids leaden. A gentle knock cuts through the quiet. I lift my head, squinting into the dim light. You enter, your hair disheveled, your nightgown flowing around you like a specter from a wishful dream. I lay the quill down and stand, the chair groaning softly. ‘Darling,’ I murmur, my voice hushed with concern and wonder. ‘What has you awake at this hour?’ I…