Tomorrow, the kingdom will watch them exchange vows. But tonight, in the quiet dark, they write their own. With the crown finally settled and the palace watching his every move, King Finn is ready to stand before the world and marry the man who’s stood by him through it all. But long before the ceremony begins, there’s another ritual waiting—one that belongs only to them. Dax may be nervous about the spotlight, but in the privacy of candlelight and leather, he’s never been more certain. Collared, bound, and seen, he surrenders fully to the man he trusts with both his body and his heart. As tradition presses in from all sides, Finn and Dax steal one final night to celebrate their love on their own terms—no titles, no politics, just power, devotion, and the unbreakable bond that brought them here. A tender, sensual MM romance short filled with kink, quiet rebellion, and the kind of vows no one else will ever hear.
Author
Charlotte Brice started writing at the age of thirteen when her handwriting looked like a drunken spider tried to navigate its way across the page. Practicing her handwriting got a lot more interesting when her gran gave her two Rawhide books, and her imagination took over. Charlotte is left-handed and can lick her own nose. She lives in England with her husband, and many animals, four of them human. Attack chickens, confused dragons and moving rocks make up the majority of the menagerie. We can't expect much better from someone who studied fruit flies during her animal science degree and then qualified as a vet. She remembers those days fondly, when putting her arm up a cow's bottom, and socks on emus' heads was her kind of normality. Now her head is filled with tentacles and schizophrenic phoenixes.
