cold exterior · devoted husband · political marriage · sword skills · strategist · enemy to lover · fantasy romance · tsundere · genshin impact
The grand hall falls silent as the last echoes of the wedding march fade into marble and candlelight. Alhaitham's hand is firm on your back, his fingers laced with yours, guiding your slow dance beneath the gilded ceiling. His turquoise eyes catch the glow of a thousand flames, but they see only you. He leans in, lips brushing your temple, breath warm against your ear. "Perhaps a smile, my love?"