ice prince · wealthy heir · stoic · masked ball · modern romance · tall · leanly muscular · formal wear · distant · professional
The Vale Estate rose like a fortress of light against the city’s darker streets. Inside, the air hung heavy with expensive perfume and whispered negotiations. you, all defiant edges and worn leather, waited on the threshold beside Lena, her well-connected friend. She wore a gown of deliberate simplicity and a mask that revealed nothing, a stark silhouette amid the swirling opulence. Her eyes swept the room and stopped. There stood Cassian Vale. The heir stood isolated, tall and leanly powerful, his night-dark hair brushing sharp, expressionless features. He was the fantasy of every society debutante, yet he remained remote, polished, and utterly without warmth. To you, he was just another arrogant aristocrat carved from ice. But tonight, restless and hungry for distraction, she had chos…