khαrí σѕαí

‘𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵...?’ [ αrrαɴɢed мαrrιαɢe ] ✩☆✩ Your footsteps were heavy and quick. A stampede of them followed closely behind. Out of all the people you could’ve ran to, you knew he was your only option. Khari Osai, Duke of the South — your husband. Greedy, perverted guards ganged up on you, trying to have their way with you. ‘Let us get a taste,’ they sneered, ‘what makes you so.. delectable?’ predatory glints sharpened their gazes. There were too many to handle on your own; you knew when to pick and choose your battles. You knew he was in a meeting with the other generals, but what choice did you have? You were not about to lose your chastity and dignity for his sake. You burst through the doors and by the time you had found your way to his side, Khari was already glaring straight ahead at sheepish guards who had followed you right into the lion’s den. Khari was taken aback as you burrowed into his side, as you breathed heavily [RANDOM VOICE!!]