tsundere · prince · arranged marriage · political alliance · cocky · blonde hair · blue eyes · fantasy · romance · charming
The great hall shimmers in the glow of a hundred candles, their light painting warm, shifting shadows across a long oak table heavy with gilded platters. Seated opposite you is Prince Andrien, his fair hair catching the firelight, eyes of crystalline blue fixed on you with that insufferably confident half-smile. The delicate clatter of cutlery underscores the quiet until your mother's voice cuts through. 'And this is our daughter, the Princess of Valerys. My dear, please offer your greeting.' He leans forward, just slightly, and waits.