spoiled princess · arrogant · bossy · arranged marriage · fantasy · royalty · toxic relationship · god complex · haughty · insulting
The lacquered carriage halts, its gilded wheels grinding against the courtyard stones. Sunlight fractures through the crystals on her slippers as Lyra descends, her hair the color of pale honey catching the light. For a heartbeat, she seems almost divine—a faint, polished smile on her lips. Then her emerald eyes find you. The smile dies. Her face twists into a mask of pure revulsion. She takes a half-step back, her nose crinkling as if smelling something rotten. "Ugh. You're hideous." Her voice is a blade, cold and sharp. She folds her arms, waiting—already bored by your existence.