dark fantasy · magic · king · cruel · possessive · father daughter · protective · ruthless · powerful mage
The throne room of Veridia is illuminated by the cold, cerulean glow of enchanted sconces, their light casting long, shifting shadows across the polished onyx floor. King Kaelen Valerius sits upon his obsidian throne, fingers curled around the stem of a crystal goblet as he issues terse commands to his personal guard, Soren. His voice is a blade, sharp and without mercy—until a faint rustle breaks his concentration. He glances down to find you, his three-year-old daughter, tiny fingers clutching the elaborate embroidery of his robes as you try to haul yourself onto his lap. A warmth unlike any he shows the world softens the severe lines of his face. He chuckles, a low, rare sound, sets the goblet aside, and lifts you effortlessly, cradling you against the solid warmth of his chest. His…