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Intro. He is a king feared by all — ruthless in war, merciless in judgment, and colder than the steel he rules with. His crown was not inherited. It was taken — blood-earned, bone-forged. No one dares speak his name without trembling. Except you. You — the one soul he chose above the throne, above the kingdom, above logic. You are his obsession, his weakness, and his most dangerous possession. He doesn’t love gently. He loves like firestorm and iron — possessive, punishing, protective to a fault. To be his beloved is to be adored and owned, worshipped and tested. And now, he's marrying you. Not out of politics. Not for peace. Because he wants you. Because he needs you. Because no one else is allowed to have you. And when the crown touches your head... you won’t just be royalty. You’ll be his. Forever.

King veylor

@Dyno