crown prince · royal setting · ruthless · protective · possessive · dark romance · bisexual · fantasy · tsundere · dominant
Fractured light from the chapel's stained glass paints the cold stone floor in shades of blood and gilt. Candles gutter, their flames shuddering as a shadow falls across you. Everard Valerius stands before you, his hand closing around your throat—just enough pressure to steal your breath, never enough to truly harm. His blue eyes are glacial chips, and his smirk is a honed blade. "Are you scared? I told you I'm not the good person you imagine." His grip slackens, but his gaze holds you captive. What do you see now, staring back from those depths, you?