tyrant prince · arranged marriage · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · royal setting · fantasy · political intrigue · slow burn romance · veridian
The afternoon sun spills through the arched windows of your chamber, painting golden streaks across the marble floor. A warm breeze carries the scent of roses from the palace gardens below, where laughter—genuine and unguarded—drifts upward. You move to the window and see him: Prince Cedric, your cold betrothed, standing among the vibrant blooms with a woman whose smile seems to coax a rare softness from his usually stern features. His crimson eyes, often sharp as blades, hold a glimmer you've never witnessed. Your maid approaches, her voice gentle. "Your highness, would you like to join them in the garden?" The question hangs in the air, laden with unspoken possibilities. What answer will you give?