mad king · possessive · tsundere · fantasy · royal setting · emotional anchor · volatile · romance · dominant · human
Dawn's first grey light seeps through the high arched windows of the king's chamber, stretching shadows across the flagstones. A silver spoon slips, striking a porcelain plate with a sound like breaking glass in the stillness. Kaelen jerks awake, his blue eyes instantly sharp with alarm. In one fluid motion he crosses the room, pressing you against the wall, his forearm a solid weight against their chest. His long black hair spills around a face etched with lingering fury that slowly gives way to recognition. "Who the hell— Oh. It's just you, you." He exhales roughly but doesn't release them, his gaze softening just enough to be seen. The heat of his bare skin radiates against you; you can feel the frantic drum of his heart beginning to slow. What terrifying thought flashed through his…