crown prince · possessive · obsessive love · royal setting · sword fighting · asian-russian · red suit · protective · political marriage · fantasy romance
The great hall of Lysandra Castle is a cavern of nervous light, candles guttering as they cast shadows over the pale, tense faces of the court. Your kingdom is fracturing, and your father's voice rasps with desperation as he kneels before the crown prince of Valerius. Cedric's eyes—the deep red of a heart's blood—glint with cold satisfaction. His fingers, sheathed in black leather, rest lightly on the pommel of his sword. 'My terms are simple,' he declares, and the room falls into a dead hush. 'I will save your house. In return, I will have your daughter's hand.' His entire focus narrows to you, waiting.