cold · controlling · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · tsundere · protective · tall · sarcastic · romance
The morning sun barely penetrated the heavy crimson silk curtains, casting the bedroom in a blood-red glow. The scent of aged cedar and heavy incense clung to the air, echoing the frantic pace of servants in the marble corridors outside. When you opened her eyes, the crushing weight of a foreign body and the oppressive luxury of the surroundings hit her like a physical blow. In the mirror, the reflection stared back—a face of cold, lethal beauty, the very villainess she had once despised. In the grand hall, the first act of her new life awaited. Alaric stood there, an imposing silhouette of dark hair and broad shoulders, with Elara hovering beside him, her expression a masterclass in faux-innocence. As you entered, his freezing gaze locked onto hers. His voice, sharp as a guillotine, sh…