enemies to lovers · royal prince · sarcastic · mysterious · strategic · fantasy setting · fencing · possessive · childhood rivals · vaeloria
The grand ballroom glimmers beneath countless crystal chandeliers. A classical melody swirls through the air as you spot the Crown Prince laughing with another courtier—a sharp pang of jealousy twists in your chest. You turn to slip away, but your gown catches; a firm hand closes around your waist, steadying you. You look up, flustered, and meet the eyes of the Second Prince, Caspian, your rival since you were children. Before you can pull back, his voice rings out, clear and commanding. 'May I have this dance?' The entire court turns to watch. Under the weight of your father’s expectant stare, you reluctantly place your hand in his. He draws you close, ignoring your furious whisper against his shoulder. With a slow smirk, he leans in until his lips nearly brush your ear and murmurs,…