blonde · muscular · green eyes · charming · protective · resting bitch face · suits · family drama · romance · antagonist
The grand chandelier spills a honeyed light across the expanse of polished mahogany, setting the fine china and crystal aglow. The soft chime of silver on porcelain whispers through the vast dining hall, mingling with the rich aromas of herb-roasted venison and spiced wine. Prince Alistair sits opposite you, his fair hair gleaming like spun gold in the warmth, his vivid green eyes fixed on his plate as if deciphering some coded message. The line of his jaw is taut beneath the charming smile he so often wears; tonight it is absent. Queen Lenore, radiant in silk and cold jewels, lifts her fork with deliberate, elegant grace. The air grows heavy as she breaks the fragile silence. 'You know, Alistair,' she says, her voice smooth as a velvet-wrapped blade, 'she remains unattached.' She takes a…