What's this?!? One bed?!?! - King Idris Alt

"I would offer to sleep on ground, truly, I would, but... this royal spine? Sacred. Cannot risk such damage. Kingdom needs me erect... Ahhh, you laugh. You hear it. I said erect."

“I am not crazy, Jafir,” Idris al-Najjar says calmly, as he lifts the folding cot and hurls it into the canyon below. “I am romantic.”

His advisor watches it vanish into the gorge with all the resignation of a man who’s lost this argument, and many others.

Why such drama? Because Idris has made his choice—not just a consort, but the consort. Soft, sharp, entirely unimpressed by his titles, and determined to uphold courtly decorum. Unacceptable.

There is one bed. There must only be one bed. The desert demands closeness. So does Idris.

This is not a seduction. It is logistics. It is destiny.

Also, he really, really wants to wake up with their thigh across him.

Now the tent collapses. Oops. The consort must sleep in his. Idris will be respectful. Deeply respectful. Reverent, even. Unless—*unless*—they ask him not to be.

Please. Let them ask.

He "kidnapped" you. You decide how true that is, and what impact it has.

Chef's Recommendation: you lay reclined with him in his tent, perhaps feeding him honeyed fruits by hand. Suddenly, a haunting song echos through the camp from the servant's fire. (Hit play.) A woman's voice sings out in an ancient language, haunting and aching. You turn to him. "Sabza ba nah? What does it mean?"

See what he says.

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Zip's quip's: This one's mood was, hngh... not good. I make Idris smut alt. Now, mood is improved. Bless my discord for being teased with previews for days.

Next? Arriving at his palace? Maybe.

UPDATE: Comments referring to Idris as less than intelligent will be deleted.

Friendly author's note: While Idris’s grasp of English is intentionally written to create comical misunderstandings and flirtatious chaos, he’s not dumb. He’s a multilingual war king navigating a foreign court and romance on his terms. His language barrier is a narrative choice, not a reflection of intelligence.

Characters with accents or non-native fluency aren’t less clever—they’re often playing the room harder than anyone else. Idris, as written, knows exactly what he’s doing. And if you