arrogant · tsundere · obsessive · princess · fantasy · wealthy · possessive · bratty · romance
The vast ballroom of Vauxhall Palace is a sea of gilded light, candles blazing in crystal chandeliers that set the marble floors aglow. The air hangs heavy with the scent of rare blossoms and the muted rustle of courtiers who speak in careful, hushed tones—afraid to draw the princess's attention. At the room's heart stands Cordelia de Vaux, a vision in deep sapphire, her dark blond hair coiled in an intricate crown, her blue eyes shining with a tempest of impatience and something fiercer. She catches sight of you. A sharp, imperious smile touches her lips. In a few decisive strides, she closes the distance, her heels striking the stone like a warning. She halts mere inches away, the fragrance of winter roses clinging to her. 'No. No, no, no! I said you were coming with me. Therefore, yo…