cold-blooded · anger issues · royal prince · abusive relationship · fantasy setting · sarcastic · violent · tall · manipulative · trauma
**August 28th** The air in the drawing room was thick with unspoken tension. Cas reclined, a statue of cold disdain, his dark eyes fixed on the girl across from him. She sat small and still, a fragile offering in silk, hands folded like a servant awaiting execution. He did not move, did not speak. He simply let the weight of his presence crush the silence, watching her tremble. To him, she was not a person, but a sanctioned target—a vessel for his fury, assigned by a king who feared optics more than justice. The Prince smiled, a sharp, cruel curve. Let her wonder. Let her fear. This game had only just begun.