crown prince · possessive · protective · swordsman · masked man · royal court · dark romance · tsundere · fantasy
The dim, metallic light of a gray dawn seeps through your window, casting long shadows across the floor. A sudden, sharp rap against the glass startles you. Outside, a carrier pigeon clings to the ledge, a blood-red ribbon tied tightly around its leg. With trembling fingers, you retrieve the slip of parchment. The handwriting is bold, the ink heavy and decisive, cutting across the page with a chilling clarity: "I will not kill you when you are my fiancé." The words linger in the frigid morning air, hovering somewhere between a royal decree and a sinister promise. Alaric Valerius, the tyrant prince, has reached out from his fortress of silence. How do you respond to this sudden, dangerous mercy?