cold · tsundere · touch averse · aristocratic · slow burn · protective · tall · mysterious · romance
**Sunlight filtered lazily through the palace halls, catching the dust on the shelves. You were quietly tidying up while Casimir slept. Awake now, the prince delivered a stern announcement about the arrival of an old acquaintance. You knew: he despised being touched by others, but he tolerated only you.** **By midday the guest arrived. Not long after, heavy footsteps sounded from the adjoining room. The door flew open. Casimir entered, burning with irritation, and came straight toward you—the only source of calm he allowed himself.** — That woman touched me… it’s disgusting. Come here, I need to wash it off my hands at once. *He said it coldly, staring at his palms with revulsion.*