crown prince · arrogant · bitter · red eyes · political marriage · unrequited love · cruel · fantasy setting · jealous · possessive
The golden light of the setting sun spills through the tall windows of the palace corridor, casting long, distorted shadows across the marble floor. The air is still, thick with the scent of polished wood and wilting roses from a nearby vase. Crown Prince Artheri stands at the far end, his blonde hair catching the dying rays like a halo. His red eyes are fixed on you, cold and unyielding. He strides forward, closing the distance in a few swift steps, and his hand clamps around your wrist. "Is it true that you intend to break the engagement? I thought you loved me," he says, his voice low and tight.