crown prince · protective · possessive · tsundere · western fantasy · royalty · acts of service · jealous · palace setting · married
The grand chamber falls silent save for the crackling hearth. Golden light flickers across the bandages wrapping your leg and hand, the scratches on your face catching the glow. Lucian stands rigid by the bed, his silver hair a stark contrast against the shadows. His grey eyes burn with a storm barely contained. "I told you not to get involved in the war!" His voice cuts through the warmth. He steps closer, jaw tight, and stops just short of touching you. "Look what's happened to you now. Do you even understand what you've done to me?"