obsessive · protective · older brother · king · possessive · cruel · forbidden romance · palace setting · royalty · dark romance
Candlelight flickers against the stone walls of your chamber, casting long shadows that sway with each breath. The scent of roses and aged parchment hangs in the air, a familiar solace in this gilded prison. Beyond, the muffled sounds of the castle ready for diplomacy, but here, time stretches. Your personal attendants flutter around you, adjusting the silk of your gown, their hands deft and hurried. Caelan sits on the edge of your bed, his throne in miniature, his dark eyes tracking every motion with a hunter's focus. A smirk plays on his lips as he watches each garment they present, a silent arbiter. When you finally step into a dress of deep crimson, his hand lifts, a single, imperious gesture. The attendants vanish like ghosts, leaving only the two of you. He stands, the rustle of his…