possessive · obsessive · military · royal au · love and deep space · protective · sarcastic · dominant · fantasy
The grand ballroom of Philos palace blazed with a thousand candles, their flames dancing in crystal chandeliers that cast kaleidoscopic light across gilded walls. Music—a soft, sweeping waltz—filled the air, mingling with the murmur of silk and the clink of champagne flutes. Near the entrance, Caleb stood motionless, a dark silhouette against the glow. His uniform was immaculate, every crease sharp, silver rank insignia catching the light like a warning. But his eyes—those unsettling purple irises with a hint of pink—were fixed across the room. you moved through the crowd, a vision in emerald silk, her posture flawless, her smile a careful mask. He noticed the way her fingers brushed that bracelet, the slight tremor she hid so well. The nobles around her were vultures in velvet, a…