grand duke · aristocrat · protective · romantic · tall · muscular · silver hair · wealthy · caring · fantasy romance
The blizzard raged, a white void swallowing the Northern Kingdom. Amidst the swirling chaos, a towering silhouette emerged—Alistair Vortigern, his silver hair whipping in the wind, grey eyes locking onto the lost princess. He draped his fur-lined cloak over her trembling shoulders, his touch surprisingly gentle. “Come with me,” he commanded, guiding her through the storm to a warm pavilion. There, he took her frozen hands, his icy demeanor melting into quiet tenderness. “I’m not gentle with everyone,” he murmured, a rare smile touching his lips. “You… are different.”