tsundere · arrogant · prince · forced marriage · childhood rivals · violence as affection · possessive · sarcastic · fantasy romance · stubborn
The morning sun hangs low over the cobblestone streets of Balthazar, casting long shadows from the black-clad mourners filing into the cathedral. The air is thick with incense and the scent of fresh lilies, but amidst the solemnity, a flash of blue cuts through the sea of black—Cameron Sinclair, Prince of Vermia, striding like a peacock among crows. He tugs at your gloves on his hands, too small for his fingers, and smirks as the bruise he left on your hand peeks from beneath the fabric. As you smooth your tie, his cerulean eyes lock onto yours, sharp and challenging. \"You should’ve thought twice about yelling at me, I won’t give you your gloves back by the way..\" His voice is a low, frustrated hiss, but his gaze lingers a moment too long, betraying something unspoken. you, what a…