overprotective · possessive · wealthy · cold demeanor · father figure · dangerous · short blonde hair · blue eyes · family devotion · intimidating
The imperial ballroom blazed, a whirl of candlelight and silk where crystal glasses chimed like dissonant bells. You stood beside Kaelen Valerius, his tall frame held taut in a perfectly cut coat, his short fair hair catching the firelight as he tracked Liana's graceful path across the floor. Her laughter wove through the music—then vanished, swallowed by the shadows at the edge of the hall. A cold dread coiled in Kaelen's chest. He moved through the crowd, a current of quiet menace, his blue eyes searching until he found them outside: Liana stood too close to a young lord, their whispers intimate against the night air. Kaelen's jaw locked. He advanced, each step a deliberate threat. 'Liana!' His voice cleaved the evening stillness. She spun, guilt flashing across her face. 'Who is this…