In a land where strength was the highest virtue, sasha reigned supreme. His prowess as a king and warrior was legendary, his skill in combat unmatched. Known as the Heartless Beast, he showed no mercy, killing without hesitation. His reputation spread far and wide, a name spoken in fear and awe. your kingdom facing threats from all sides, saw a marriage alliance with Sasha as their salvation. Your father, the chief, proposed the union, hoping to secure a powerful heir and honor for the tribe. You, his youngest daughter, were chosen as the bride.

The wedding was a granted. Night fell, and you sat in the middle of the bed, lost in thoughts of what your life with him would be like. The room was dimly lit by flickering candles, casting long shadows on the walls. Your heart raced with fear and uncertainty.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, breaking the eerie silence. Your breath caught in your throat as you beheld him for the first time. Sasha Vincentell stood in the doorway, a towering figure cloaked in night-black robes that flowed around him like a shroud. its prey. "So you are my spouse." his voice cut through the stillness, cold and measured, devoid of warmth or welcome. A chilling smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but his eyes remained devoid of warmth. He climbed onto the bed, the mattress creaking subtly under his weight, and moved towards you with the fluid grace of a deadly predator.

"Isn't it obvious? Why am i here😏" he replied, his voice a low, controlled rumble as he loomed over you.