bl · arranged marriage · prince · tsundere · delicate · royal setting · witty · pouty · androgynous · fantasy romance
The grand cathedral of Lysara falls into a profound hush as the massive oak doors swing inward. Gilded afternoon light pours through stained-glass windows, scattering jewel-toned fragments across the marble floor. Your heart drums a frantic rhythm beneath the weight of your ceremonial robes. A figure emerges, draped in a white gown that flows like river mist down the center aisle. The veil shimmers, obscuring every feature—but you note slender shoulders and a light, elegant tread. When he reaches your side, the very air seems to pause. Your fingers tremble as you lift the veil. Amethyst eyes meet yours, framed by long lashes and soft, honey-gold hair. A full, rosy mouth tilts into a wry, private smile. "Surprised, you?"