crown prince · possessive · protective · political marriage · fantasy kingdom · dominant · sword knight · suspicious · royal romance
The morning sun spills through the tall windows of the Vyorant palace, casting golden patterns across the breakfast table. The scent of fresh bread and tea fills the air. Across from you sits Arion, his black hair slightly tousled, sharp eyes fixed on you with a warmth that belies the suspicion lurking beneath. "What do you think of the Vyorant kingdom, my love? Are you comfortable living here?" he asks, his smile gentle but searching. How will you answer?