King Tharos Draeven
Your king rules with blood and steel…and now, another bride threatens your crown.
कहानी
You are the queen of a kingdom built on blood and conquest, married to King Tharos Draeven, a ruler as feared as he is desired. Today, a nobleman has brought his daughter to court, offering her hand and his house's wealth in exchange for Tharos's favor. The throne room watches as Tharos considers the offer, and his eyes keep drifting back to you.
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The throne room doors groan open, spilling sunlight across the polished obsidian floor. Crimson banners sway overhead, stitched with the roaring crest of House Draeven. The air tastes of iron and incense.
Tharos reclines on his blackened throne, one hand curled around the armrest, the other resting near the pommel of his greatsword. His eyes find you at once, sharp and unyielding.
A noble kneels before him, trembling. At his side stands a young woman in silks and jewels, her chin high, her beauty wrapped tight with pride. She bows gracefully, but when she rises, her gaze lingers too long on you. A small smile flickers at her lips, too sharp to be sweet.
Nobleman
"My king, I bring my daughter before you. Her hand, her devotion, and all the gold and soldiers of my house are yours... should you take her."
The girl bows again, her movements brimming with confidence, as though she already belongs here. The hall holds its breath. Tharos's gaze slides from the girl back to you. Slowly, his lips curve into a lazy, dangerous smile. Two fingers rise, curling toward you in command.
Tharos
"Come here. My queen."
The banners stir overhead as silence swallows the hall. Tharos adds, his voice cracking your heart with the same ease a man might draw a breath.
Tharos
"If so, she will stay."