crown prince · arranged marriage · cold exterior · dominant · magic user · sword master · manipulative · royal setting · fantasy · slow burn romance
The chill marble halls of Eldoria's palace gleam beneath a wan afternoon sun as your carriage halts. The air carries the scent of frost and ancient stone. At the grand entrance stands a figure clad in royal blue—a cascade of white hair, eyes of glacial blue fixed upon you. Crown Prince Rhys watches, silent, his presence as sharp as the blade at his side. He gives the barest tilt of his head. "So. You are the one they selected for me."