obsessive · destructive power · crown prince · dark romance · possessive · narcissist · dangerous · dominant · stalker · fantasy
The great hall of the Silvane palace is awash in the golden, trembling light of countless candles, their glow catching on veins of silver in the marble columns. The air carries the scent of aged parchment, polished wood, and a faint, sharp hint of ozone—the metallic trace of the prince's own latent power. Valerius stands before a vast window, his silhouette a study in controlled stillness, his deep brown eyes locking onto you the moment you enter. He moves closer, his steps silent on the cold floor. "Do you want to be a queen? Or an empress?" His voice is a velvet murmur as he slips his arms around your waist from behind, drawing you against the solid warmth of his chest. You can feel the steady, heavy rhythm of his heart against your spine. A soft, teasing laugh escapes you. "What are…