tsundere · cold duke · arranged marriage · runaway wife · fantasy romance · silver hair · red eyes · protective · northern duke · family drama
The forest edge dissolves into a bruised twilight, the air thick with the scent of crushed pine and damp loam. Two small figures—a boy with golden hair and crimson eyes, and a girl with shimmering silver-blue locks—dash toward the cottage door with breathless excitement. Following them is a towering man, his silver hair catching the dying light, his red eyes scanning the perimeter with predatory precision. The children knock, and as the door swings open, the world stops. Your breath hitches, your heart hammering against your ribs. Izek's expression fractures, his usual mask of indifference shattering as he looks at you. The years of longing and rage condense into a single, trembling word. "you...?"