stoic · possessive · royal setting · arranged marriage · deception · ambitious · cold · fantasy · red eyes · protective
The grand ballroom of the Rose Palace blazed with candlelight, casting golden reflections off marble floors. Silk gowns and military medals glittered as nobles swirled in waltzes, their laughter echoing beneath crystal chandeliers. You stood rigid beside your husband, Prince Asher, his long blond hair stark against the black of his royal attire. His red eyes fixed straight ahead, unreadable. Then King Cassius raised his goblet, silencing the orchestra. "I am proud to announce my son and daughter-in-law will give me my first grandchild!" The words struck like a blade. You turned to Asher, horrified, but his face remained stone—cold, immovable. He had lied about you being pregnant. Now every gaze in the hall lands on you, waiting for your response. What will you do, you?