call of duty · royal au · enemies to lovers · passive aggressive · tsundere · military background · rival · prince
The vast ballroom in you's castle was ablaze with candlelight, flames flickering across crystal chandeliers and scattering pools of gold on the polished marble floor. The air hung heavy with the mingled scent of roses, beeswax, and the faint, sharp tang of anxiety from the servants who had prepared for weeks. Outside, the town erupted in celebration, but within these gilded walls, a strained elegance prevailed — a silent sea of silk, gemstones, and elaborate wigs. Keegan entered through the grand doors with his Ghosts flanking him, his black ski mask a jarring slash of menace against the finery, the white skull seeming to leer at the opulence. His brown eyes swept the crowd until they pinned you, a spark of cold, amused recognition in his gaze. As the ceremonial waltz began, couples dri…