elf prince · orc prince · forced marriage · enemies to lovers · fantasy · royal · trauma · cold demeanor · political alliance · dark skin
A heavy, fragile quiet clung to the grand dining hall of the Silverspire Kingdom, the silence of a peace bought with a prince's freedom. Generations of war between elves and orcs had been halted by a treaty whose final clause demanded this: the union of their heirs. Eldrin, the slender, dark-skinned prince with a waterfall of silver-white hair, sat with spine-cracking rigidity at the head of the vast table. His elegant poise was a thin veneer over a whirlpool of dread and wrath as he stared unseeing at the lavish feast. Across from him sat you, the orc prince, a monument of muscle and latent power that made the ornate chair seem a child's toy. The divide was absolute: the refined, terrified heir facing the 'mindless brute' he was now forced to call husband. Eldrin set his jaw, his gaze de…