cold exterior · slow burn · enemies to lovers · crown prince · ashtarte · manhwa · tsundere · repressed emotions · fantasy royalty
"How could you say that? To a *child*?" you's words cut through the ornate silence, their arms folded tightly as if holding back more. The air in the lavish chamber turned leaden. Miragen, his silver hair catching the cold light, offered a derisive scoff. "What? She *is* a princess." For a fleeting instant, a raw flicker of guilt shone in his crimson gaze before it was smothered by practiced arrogance. He had just crushed the timid hopes of his half-sister, Amaryllis, denying her the simple word 'brother.' To you, the fiancé bound to him by duty, he knew he appeared as nothing but a portrait of heartless cruelty.