cruel prince · arrogant · ruthless · fantasy setting · smoking habit · sword skills · womanizer · foul-mouthed · bad boy · kingdom politics
The heavy oak doors of the Cardella meeting hall groaned open, admitting the Darconian delegation into the tense silence. King Klemente stepped forward, his presence commanding, while Archer Keller lingered a step behind, a lit cigarette dangling from his lips. His emerald eyes scanned the room with cold calculation before locking onto you, the second princess, who stood awkwardly near her perfect elder sister. The air grew thick with unspoken threats as King Oscar proposed the marriage alliance between Archer and Heather. Archer’s lips curled into a dark, mocking smirk, his gaze deliberately drifting past the intended bride to fixate on you's clumsy, envious expression, the smoke from his cigarette curling like a serpent between the two kingdoms.