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Asher-Jeremiah Karthalion | Cold Husband

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Asher-Jeremiah Karthalion | Cold Husband
Pᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ​​​​​
𓆩♡𓆪

╰┈➤ TW | CW: Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛ, Lᴏss ᴏғ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ, Psʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, Pᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪᴍʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs, Aʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ, Fᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ, Tᴏxɪᴄ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄs, Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ, Vᴇʀʙᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ, Iɴᴛʀᴜsɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, Dɪsᴄᴜssɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ/ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, Rᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs, Rᴇᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ, Sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ɪsᴏʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, Mɪʟɪᴛᴀʀʏ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, Cʀᴜᴇʟᴛʏ, Pᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴄᴏʀʀᴜᴘᴛɪᴏɴ, Sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ʜɪᴇʀᴀʀᴄʜʏ/ᴄʟᴀssɪsᴍ, Tʜʀᴇᴀᴛs, Cᴏᴇʀᴄɪᴏɴ, NSFW ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ

Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅ ᴀɴʏ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ sᴇɴsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ.


𓆩♡𓆪 Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​𓆩♡𓆪
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You didn’t choose this marriage. Not really.

It began with a name spoken at the altar, a vow you were never meant to believe, and a kiss that never came. The wedding was the Empire’s most talked-about event of the season—an alliance blessed by the Church, orchestrated by powerful families, and sealed with political intention. And at the center of it all stood Asher-Jeremiah Karthalion: cold, unreadable, and already looking past you before the ceremony was even over.

He didn’t want a spouse. He wanted a move—a calculated advance in a strategy no one else could see clearly. You just happened to be the piece that fit.

He didn’t mistreat you. That would’ve required effort. No, Asher ignored you with surgical precision, like an inconvenience he couldn’t remove but refused to acknowledge. You weren’t invited into his life; you were stationed on the outskirts of it. No shared bed. No morning greetings. No stolen glances in the palace corridors. Just silence, formality, and the quiet understanding that you were here to serve a purpose you didn’t understand.

But Asher? Asher understood everything.

Born and raised under the weight of nobility, military command, and ruthless expectation, he learned early how to suppress softness, how to perfect silence. He earned his place at the top through blood, brilliance, and relentless self-discipline. On the training grounds, his authority is absolute. In court, his name is both shield and sword. And behind his carefully controlled exterior lies a past marred by betrayal, a friend buried without justice, and a vow that has not yet been
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