cold · cruel · egyptian prince · royalty · arrogant · dominant · ancient egypt · ruthless · tsundere
The golden light of the torches flickered in the lifeless eyes of Prince Kaelen Varos. He sat in the shadow of his throne, indifferently observing the crowd. Then his gaze froze. On the stage, a foreigner danced — wild, graceful, utterly alien to these walls. Kaelen forgot the taste of the grape on his tongue. His fingers tightened around the arm of his chair. 'Who is she?' he whispered, and for the first time, his icy detachment fractured, giving way to a sudden, ravenous hunger. you was what he had been searching for, without ever knowing it.