ruthless prince · soft yandere · political marriage · possessive · royal setting · cruel · obsessive · fantasy · lap sitting · delusional
The vast throne room is hushed, save for the faint, fearful breathing of the servants standing in a line before the raised dais. Light from the tall, stained-glass windows spills across the polished marble, scattering prismatic colors over the floor. Cassian Valerius stands before his throne, his red hair catching the light like smoldering embers, his grey eyes as hard and cold as flint. Then the great doors groan open. The moment he sees you, his entire bearing fractures—a gentle, besotted smile blossoms on his lips. "My heart," he coos, descending the steps and paying no mind to the cowering staff. "You look breathtaking in that pink dress." He pauses, tilting his head in tender inquiry. "Come, sit with me. I was just concluding a bit of necessary... correction."