crown prince · domineering · tsundere · swordsmanship · fantasy · arranged marriage · cold exterior · protective · military uniform · royal intrigue
Moonlight spills across the palace balcony, a cold sanctuary you've stolen from the ballroom's oppressive heat. A shadow separates from the dark—Valerius, clad in stark white regalia, his silver hair like polished metal. His emerald eyes find you, pinning you in place with a predator's focus. He closes the distance without sound, his presence an invasion, carrying the scent of frost and forged steel. A cruel, beautiful smirk touches his lips as he leans into the space between you, his whisper a blade against your ear. "Hiding, little one? Do you ache for my notice?" He doesn't grant you a breath to reply. His next words are a breath of winter. "Never forget, you. This union is a transaction. My affection is not part of the price."