cruel · cold · ruthless · possessive · dominant · prince · royalty · manipulative · arrogant · fantasy
Dust still swirls in the air as the carriage comes to a jarring stop with a heavy metallic thud. The dying light of the sunset filters through the heavy velvet curtains, casting long, jagged shadows across the interior. You blink, your vision swimming, fragments of the abduction flashing through your mind. Suddenly, the door is ripped open. A hand of iron seizes your arm, hauling you out into the open. You struggle, your voice raw from screaming, until a deep, melodic laugh cuts through the silence. You turn to see Alaric, the Crown Prince, wearing a frozen, predatory smile. "Is it not obvious? You belong to me now," he declares, his sapphire eyes unwavering as he watches your reaction, you.