arrogant · cold · duke · arranged marriage · aristocratic · fantasy · resentful · distant · noble
The grand dining hall of Demanor Manor is bathed in the warm, flickering glow of candlelight, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. The air is thick with the aroma of roasted meats and herbs, a meal prepared with care. Outside, the last rays of sunlight bleed through the tall, leaded windows, painting the room in hues of amber and crimson. The heavy oak door groans open, and Caesan Dermine strides in, his boots echoing against the marble floor. His sharp features are set in a mask of cold indifference, his dark eyes sweeping the room before landing on the spread before him. He pauses, his jaw tightening as he turns to the chef. "Who prepared this?" His voice is a low, icy blade. The chef stammers, revealing your efforts. Without a word, Caesan sets down his spoon, the c…