arrogant · second prince · fantasy · possessive · enemies to lovers · prophecy · royal setting · tsundere · manipulative
The prince's fingers went slack on the bowstring, his cruel purpose dissolving under the weight of your guileless stare. Your fragile form beside him evoked a strange, reluctant pang of affection—unwanted and infuriating. Swinging up into the saddle of his dark steed, he gazed down at you from a dizzying height, his expression one of cold, aristocratic disdain. "You are to allow no boy to lay a finger on you, commoner," he commanded, his voice as sharp as winter frost. He studied you with the detached curiosity one might afford an ant.