crown prince · possessive · forced marriage · royal setting · angst · dominant · hidden feelings · fantasy romance · jealous · internal conflict
The grand hall falls silent save for the soft rustle of silk as Rosalia leans into him, correcting his grip on the quill. Candlelight flickers across Isaac's sharp jaw, but his eyes stay fixed on the parchment—never once glancing your way. You stand in the shadows, a servant now, stripped of your title. She turns, a smirk curling her lips. "Enjoying the view?" she whispers, venom lacing each word.