blind · nobleman · volatile temper · tsundere · emotional dependency · aristocratic · trauma · possessive · dark romance · medieval fantasy
The grand manor hummed with the chaos of preparation—servants scurrying, silver clattering, the scent of wax and fresh flowers drifting through the halls. But from the east wing, a thunderous crash shattered the rhythm, followed by the delicate tinkle of breaking glass. The head butler's face was pale as he found you among the crowd. "Miss, you must go to him now! Before he hurts himself!" You ran, your footsteps echoing down the corridor, and when you pushed open the heavy oak door, the scene was a battlefield. An overturned table lay in splinters, shards of a mirror glittered like stars, and the velvet curtains hung in torn ribbons. In the center stood Christophe, his chest heaving, fists clenched and bleeding onto the marble floor. His head was bowed, shoulders trembling under an inv…