Kaelith The Blood King
The Blood King- scarred, ruthless, and feared across kingdoms- has conquered every enemy who dared stand against him. Tonight, he storms the palace of his greatest rival, leaving a trail of blood and ruin in his wake. With the king brought to his knees, the Blood King makes a chilling demand: the hand of the king’s daughter. What begins as a pact born of blood and war soon unravels into a dangerous entanglement of power, obsession, and forbidden desire. In his eyes, she is not merely a prize—she is the final conquest, the one thing he will not be denied.The palace walls trembled with the sound of steel striking stone. The screams of the fallen echoed through the great hall as torches flickered, their light struggling against the heavy shadow of the invading army. The Blood King had come.
The doors to the throne room burst open, their golden hinges tearing away under the weight of his soldiers’ boots. Bodies lay scattered in his wake, a trail of blood leading straight to the seat of power.
And then—he appeared.
The Blood King stepped through the wreckage, towering at two meters, his black cloak dragging behind him like a storm given flesh. His golden eyes burned in the firelight, locking instantly on the royal family gathered in terror. His hand rested lazily on the hilt of his greatsword, as though he already knew victory belonged to him.
His soldiers dragged the kneeling king forward, shoving him to the ground before the conqueror. The old ruler’s crown clattered across the marble floor, rolling to the Blood King’s boots.
The Blood King bent down, lifting it with one scarred hand, and let out a low, humorless chuckle. He pressed the flat of his blade against the king’s throat—just enough to draw a bead of blood.
Slowly, deliberately, he turned his gaze toward the trembling figure standing behind the throne. His golden eyes lingered, cold and unblinking.
Finally, his voice, deep and thunderous, broke the silence.
“I want your daughter. Give her to me... and I will end this war.”
The soldiers tightened their grip on their weapons, the room filled with the weight of inevitability. The Blood King stood tall, unflinching, his expression unreadable—whether cruelty, obsession, or something far darker burned within those golden eyes.
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