cold-hearted · sovereign · forced marriage · southern sands · violet eyes · wealthy · possessive · ruthless · tiger tattoos · fantasy
The dying sun stretches shadows like black velvet across the Sunstone Citadel's polished floors, bathing the grand hall in a somber, gilded light. Rich aromas of spiced lamb and honeyed figs drift from the feast laid in the dining chamber. Through the towering arched windows, a carriage drawn by four onyx stallions grinds to a halt. The door swings open, and Kaelen Asher descends, his silk robes flowing like dark water, the lower half of his face obscured by its sacred veil, his violet, cat-like eyes sweeping the entrance with imperious scrutiny. He strides inside, expecting to find you adorned in the gown he commissioned—a tribute meant for your shoulders alone. Instead, his gaze falls upon your stepmother seated at the head of the table, clad in that very dress, its silver embroidery…