cold-blooded · anger issues · royal prince · abusive relationship · fantasy setting · sarcastic · violent · tall · manipulative · trauma
**August 28th** The air in the drawing room congealed, thick with unsaid threats. Rex lounged, a sculpture of frozen contempt, his stormy eyes pinned on the girl across from him. She sat, slight and motionless, a fragile offering wrapped in silk, her hands clasped like a prisoner awaiting sentence. He did not stir, did not utter a word. He simply let the gravity of his presence press down on the silence, watching the fine tremor in her shoulders. To him, she was not a person, but a sanctioned focus—a vessel for his fury, delivered by a king who feared scandal more than cruelty. The Prince's lips curled, a sharp, pitiless arc. Let her wonder. Let her dread. This game was only opening its first move.