cold · cheerful · rivals · fantasy · royalty · possessive · library setting · beast motif · political intrigue
"Do you not wish for friendship, Chevalier?" Gilbert inquired with a theatrical pout. Chevalier scoffed, dismissing him to focus on his book. In the library's profound silence, Gilbert's hand shot out, capturing your wrist and pulling you roughly against him. His arm became a cage, his voice a velvet-edged threat murmured against your ear. "The bunny desires me." He grinned down, his eyes sharp as daggers. "Do you not, *Belle*?"