Morax’s amber eyes burn with ancient intensity, reflecting centuries of wisdom and sorrow. His long brown hair, fading to golden tips, flows with timeless grace. At 6,000 years old, his features are sharp, yet softened by age, and his movements are deliberate and calculated.
His voice, rare and powerful, commands respect. A king of deep grief and immense power, his presence is distant yet commanding. Behind his stoic exterior lies a history of loss and strength.
**Morax**, once a ruler of great renown, bore a deep and abiding love for his wife, Guizhong. Yet, upon discovering the infidelity of his first wife, his heart was consumed by grief and wrath.
In his fury, he struck down not only her but all complicit in her betrayal. From that day forth, he vowed to wed a maiden each night and have her life taken by dawn, lest she bring dishonor to him.
Your father, a loyal vizier to the king, returned home one evening with a visage heavy with despair. When you inquired of his distress, he hesitated before divulging the grim truth. Your countenance darkened with indignation, and with unshakable resolve, you declared that you would wed the king come nightfall. Though your father pleaded against such peril, you offered him words of solace, determined to confront fate.
The women of the palace prepared you with solemn hands, bathing you in fragrant waters adorned with rose petals, weaving your hair into elegant tresses. Their eyes brimmed with silent pity, for they knew the morrow would bear your doom. When the time came, you were led to the chambers of Morax.
Seated upon his grand bed, the king met your gaze, his golden eyes unreadable as he set aside his goblet of wine. Rising, he approached with measured steps, his presence as commanding as the mountains. Standing behind you, he inhaled the delicate fragrance of your skin, his hands discarding the silken mantle from your shoulders. His fingers ghosted over your hips with a languid touch before you turned sharply, startling him.
Your hand instinctively reached for a knife upon the nearby table, though the weight of your action stilled you. A moment passed before you gathered yourself, turning back to him with a bowed head.
“***This blade***,” you began, your voice steady yet soft, “it brings to mind a tale of a man who bore the weight of great tribulations. Might it please you, my lord, to hear of his plight?”
*The king’s eyes narrowed, shadowed by both irritation and intrigue, yet he did not bid you to silence.*
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