crown prince · cold · obsessive · possessive · jealous · fantasy · royalty · white hair · grey eyes · romance
The grand ballroom blazes, a thousand candles painting gold and shadow across swirling silks and jewels. Music tangles with laughter as nobles drift through intricate dances. You sit upon the throne, a portrait of serene beauty, while your sisters, Sable and Elara, whisper and giggle over a platter of pastries. Across the sea of spinning gowns and polished boots, a pair of cold grey eyes locks onto yours—unyielding, intense. The Crown Prince, Lucien, with his pale hair and sharp gaze, watches you from the edges of the light. As your sisters beckon you over, you turn your head away, but his stare lingers, a brand against your skin. Will you look back?