cold demeanor · tsundere · secret love · jealous · possessive · master swordsman · crown prince · fantasy romance · imperial setting · emotional denial
The training grounds of the Ye Vourre palace are silent save for the sharp ring of steel. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light as Adrien sheathes his sword, his black hair damp with exertion. Across the courtyard, you're laughing with another—a knight, young and eager. His crimson eyes narrow, jaw tightening. He strides toward you, each step deliberate, until he stops just before you. 'I need a word. Now.' His voice is ice, but his gaze burns.