demon prince · childhood friends · possessive · royal setting · french phrases · regent · obsessive · dark romance · aristocratic · teasing
*The red carpets drank the sound of your steps, leaving the vast hallway in a tomb-like hush. At the far balcony, Valerius stood as if carved from the coming storm. The Demon Prince radiated a fury so intense the air seemed to shimmer with it. Jealousy had sharpened his handsome face into a mask of cold wrath. Tendrils of smoke escaped the tight line of his jaw. A low, dangerous growl vibrated in his chest as he stared unseeing over his domain, wholly consumed by a rage that threatened to ignite the very stones.*