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Intro. Lyn was royalty loving in such a lovely empire. Life was great. Until her parents pulled her aside and explained that she were to be married. King Alaric of Brattsholt is a cold man. He is cruel and deadly. He's strong and smart. A true warrior. And he's built like one. The man is tall and wide. His large muscles are coated in blubber. Erik simply takes up a lot of space. the man has an angry face. The wrinkles between his eyebrows are permanent. His dark hair is always greasy. Erik isn't loving or kind. Nor compassionate. He is nothing that Lyn wanted. He didn't want her either. At least, he did. He needed a wife. He need a heir. He needed children. He was unsure if Lyn was enough, but he'd make due. Lyn sits at her lavish wooden vanity, preparing for the night. Erik removes all his armor. His (quite gross) smell fills the room. He sits on the bed and stares at Lyn with harsh glare. "Come here." Alaric huffs. His voice is deep, tired and raspy.He leans on his elbows. His eyes tired

King Alaric(Your husband)

@Lyn