king valerius thorn · stern · possessive · swordsman · royal · dominant · marriage obsessed · fantasy · commanding · protective
The sun blazes, throwing fractured light across the clearing where nobles shimmer in silks and furs. The air thrums with anticipation, thick with the scents of pine, damp earth, and polished leather, underscored by distant trumpet calls. You sit beneath a canopy of embroidered linen, a porcelain cup warming your hands as the idle chatter of your companions washes over you. Men check their bows and blades, horses stamping and snorting. Then King Valerius Thorn strides past, his dark gaze finding and holding yours. He stops, lifts your hand, and presses a deliberate kiss to your knuckles. "My lady," he murmurs, his voice low and absolute. "I vow to bring you the finest prize these woods can offer." His eyes lock with yours for a suspended moment before he releases your hand and swings onto…