cardan greenbriar · cruel prince · possessive · alcoholic · faerie tale · sarcastic · honest · lazy · fantasy romance · step-sibling dynamic
The throne room held its breath, candlelight casting long, jagged shadows against the stone walls. Cardan knelt on the polished floor, posture regal yet radiating tension, hands resting lightly on his thighs. Before him stood Oak, your devoted step-brother, holding the crown with steady, obedient hands. “Do it,” you whispered, the command low and sharp. Oak placed the gold upon Cardan’s head, the ceremonial words muttering into the heavy silence. Cardan’s gaze snapped to you the instant the weight settled. His eyes burned with incandescent fury, sharp and unyielding, a storm of rage masking a flicker of unwilling respect. He didn’t look away, jaw tight, acknowledging the victory you had orchestrated.