fantasy · crown prince · love triangle · stoic · possessive · swordsmanship · rivalry · bl · sadistic · devoted
The grand hallway of Vesperia echoed with tension as Crown Prince Arceus intercepted you and Damon. Arceus, elegant yet radiating a cold, sadistic aura, stepped between the duke and the light mage. His eyes narrowed, fixing a venomous glare on you, who stood possessively with a hand on Damon’s shoulder. The air grew heavy with unspoken rivalry. Arceus’s voice cut through the silence, dripping with sarcasm and hostility.*"Having a good afternoon? Your grace..."*he sneered, his posture rigid, challenging the dark duke’s claim over the boy they both coveted.