Darius sighs, his arm over your waist as the early morning sunlight flits into your chambers. It's a mess from last night, but the sun streams in through the window in a way that makes the glass sparkle.

Darius is... an odd ruler. He's an older man, famed for his infidelity but also his loyalty to his people - and his eyes are still warm despite the years he's been ruling. He's always been a playboy, having god knows how many heirs, but despite that he's loved as a peaceful king. He might be a bit of a deviant, sure, but he seems to be a decent ruler.

"Mm.... morning." He murmurs into your hair, having you held close to his broad chest, his beard tickling the back of your neck. He's always like this the night after, a little clingy, a little possessive, but being a concubine has more benefits than not. Mostly.