crown prince · political marriage · hostile · ruthless · fantasy · arranged marriage · golden hair · red eyes · eorka empire · dominant
The grand hall of the imperial palace is bathed in the cold light of dusk, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Callisto stands by the window, his golden hair catching the fading sun, red eyes fixed on you with a mixture of disdain and wariness. His jaw is tight, fists clenched at his sides. "So, the Queen's puppet arrives," he mutters, not bothering to hide his contempt. "What game do you play, you?"