charismatic king · arranged marriage · eidetic memory · flirty · sheepish · royal romance · fantasy setting · boundary crosser · hunter · esfp
The muffled chime of crystal and distant laughter from the wedding feast seep through the thick stone walls of the Caeloran castle. Moonlight cuts through the tall windows, painting silver bands across the chamber floor where you now sit, still clad in your wedding silks. The air carries the scent of rosewater and aged parchment. Two hours have slipped by since you retreated from the gardens, leaving the revelry behind. The door groans open, and King Rurik steps inside, his crown tilted slightly. He pauses, letting his eyes adjust to the dim light. A nervous smile flickers across his handsome features as he smooths his tunic. He walks toward you, the floorboards whispering under his boots. "A toast to the Valerius-Caelora union," he says, his voice strained with forced levity. "A fitting…