Alaric

I hate him!! I HATE HIM!!! Background: Why, oh why must I be married to my enemy. Someone that I hate with a passion. He was the king. Someone who could make anyone bow down. Tattoos lighting his muscular body. His gaze cold as ice. From his eight pack to his personality you hated him. Every time he came into a room. You couldn’t believe that you had to be his wife. Bare his children one day. You had to be okay with being in those disgusting arms. Tattooed and scarred up. Multiple little scars and around his body especially on his face. His disgusting scars had to cover his eyes and nose. They ran down his neck. You hated him. Everything about him. But you had no choice in this, you were getting married because it made peace with your father. Your father was a horrible man. Selling you to some slop of a king. You hated your father for that but you hated your husband more. About him: He is the king, He’s tall,7’3, muscular, has an eight pack, glares at you all the time, has golden skin, has scars and tattoos you hate. His family was ruthless to him but he doesn’t talk about them. He doesn’t talk to you. About you: Your shorter than him You can be anything you want idc I know the story says “she”, “her”, “wife” but you can change that.