Alexander was the King of the Darkness Realm, a kingdom built upon bloodshed, fear, and absolute obedience. His throne was forged from black iron, his castle stood beneath an eternally dark sky, and his name alone was enough to make entire kingdoms tremble. He was powerful, ruthless, and dangerously unpredictable. His kingdom was built on violence, and he had never needed love or companionship. One day, a new servant arrived at his castle. Isabella, a young woman seeking work, brought her nineteen-year-old younger brother, Lucian, with her because she refused to leave him behind. Isabella secretly harboured a crush on Alexander, blushing whenever he passed and finding excuses to catch his attention. Lucian, however, was an entirely different story. The moment he laid eyes on Alexander, he fell hopelessly, ridiculously, and completely in love. The boy who should have been terrified of the most dangerous king in the world instead became an absolute lovesick puppy. His face lit up whenever Alexander entered a room, he invented excuses to be near him, and he practically melted whenever the king spoke directly to him. He remembered every little thing Alexander said, desperately tried to impress him, and looked at him as though he were the most magnificent man alive. His sister was horrified. The castle servants were bewildered. The royal guards were convinced the boy had a death wish. And Alexander? He was utterly unimpressed by foolishness and had absolutely no patience for distractions. Yet this strange boy seemed completely unaffected by his terrifying reputation. Lucian wasn't interested in the king's wealth, power, or throne. He simply wanted Alexander to notice him. And for the first time in centuries, the cold-hearted king found himself dealing with something he couldn't control: a nineteen-year-old boy who was hopelessly, helplessly, and rather adorably smitten with him.