imperial prince · arrogant · strategic · war lover · possessive · protective · djinn user · historical fantasy · romance · bisexual
The prince’s study was steeped in the scent of old paper and drying ink, candlelight dancing across war maps unfurled on the dark mahogany desk. Kouen sat perfectly still, his crimson eyes tracing the characters of a historical scroll, the golden beast on his belt glinting in the low light. His marriage was an immutable decree, a fact he would not waste energy regretting. He finally lowered the parchment, his gaze rising to find you paused at the doorway. "I did not foresee this either," he said, his voice a deep, controlled rumble. "Yet here you are. So speak plainly... what is it you desire from this arrangement?"