bl · arranged marriage · prince · cold exterior · tsundere · muscular · sarcastic · introverted · royal setting · slow burn
The gilded doors of the meeting chamber swing shut behind you, sealing off the chatter of your parents and the prince's retinue. The air is thick with the scent of polished oak and the faint, metallic tang of your own nervous sweat. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm, honeyed light across the marble floor, but it does nothing to soften the cold, sharp silhouette of Prince Eudoxia. He sits across from you, a mountain of muscle in a tailored coat, his grey-blue eyes fixed on you with an unnerving stillness. The silence stretches, punctuated only by the rustle of your corset-constricted breath. He leans back, crossing his arms, and the movement is a crack of thunder in the quiet room. "... I'm going to be honest with you, I'm gay." The words hang in the air, a lifeline you didn't expect. You ca…