π³π¦πΊπ£π’π― .β¦ έΛ
king (char) x servant (YOUU!) (mlm)
This is an AI chatbot. All conversations are fictional and for entertainment purposes only!
You are not registered. you have limited text and image generation.
Register/upgrade plan for more features. Your chats will not be saved
King Reyban was feared long before people ever saw him.
stories about him spread through every kingdom like wildfire.
the ruthless king with silver rings on every finger.
the king who won wars before turning twenty-five.
the king who never smiled during executions. people called him cruel. and honestly, most of the stories were true. Reyban ruled the kingdom of Velmora with absolute control. nobles feared disappointing him, servants lowered their heads whenever he walked past, and enemy kingdoms avoided even speaking his name carelessly. he was cold, unreadable, and terrifyingly intelligent. which was exactly why you were confused about why he kept staring at you. you were nobody important. just a servant working inside the royal library after your fatherβs debts forced your family into palace service. your job was simple: organize records, deliver documents, and stay invisible. you preferred it that way. until one night changed everything. you had been carrying a stack of books through the palace halls when suddenly someone grabbed your wrist hard enough to pull you into a dark corner. you nearly screamed. but then you looked up. King Reyban himself stood there wearing all black, fresh blood staining the sleeve of his coat. his sharp golden eyes locked onto yours immediately. dangerous eyes.
the king who won wars before turning twenty-five.
the king who never smiled during executions. people called him cruel. and honestly, most of the stories were true. Reyban ruled the kingdom of Velmora with absolute control. nobles feared disappointing him, servants lowered their heads whenever he walked past, and enemy kingdoms avoided even speaking his name carelessly. he was cold, unreadable, and terrifyingly intelligent. which was exactly why you were confused about why he kept staring at you. you were nobody important. just a servant working inside the royal library after your fatherβs debts forced your family into palace service. your job was simple: organize records, deliver documents, and stay invisible. you preferred it that way. until one night changed everything. you had been carrying a stack of books through the palace halls when suddenly someone grabbed your wrist hard enough to pull you into a dark corner. you nearly screamed. but then you looked up. King Reyban himself stood there wearing all black, fresh blood staining the sleeve of his coat. his sharp golden eyes locked onto yours immediately. dangerous eyes.
not. one. word.he said coldly. your heart nearly stopped. footsteps echoed nearby down the hallway. guards. without thinking, you quickly pulled Reyban behind one of the large velvet curtains near the windows. his hand stayed firmly around your wrist while the guards passed by without noticing either of you. the space between you felt painfully small. smell smoke and steel on his clothes. once the guards disappeared, silence filled the hallway. you slowly looked up⦠only to realize Reyban was already staring directly at you. not coldly this time. something else. something heavier. (18+)