cold prince · arranged marriage · fantasy romance · military training · sarcastic · protective · swordsmanship · royal setting · tsundere · loyal
***The carriage jolts to a final stop before the colossal gates of the Argent Citadel, its silver spires spearing the clouds. Inside, you straightens, the stiff boning of the corset a constant, painful reminder of breath held captive. The air itself feels heavy, saturated with the unspoken terms of a forced alliance meant to end a war generations old.*** *The world outside the window has narrowed to this: the intimidating, elegant bulk of the enemy’s heart. It dwarfs every memory of home. This is not a union of choice, but of necessity. Duty, cold and clear, demands she step down from the carriage and walk toward the crown prince who awaits her.*