ice duke · possessive · noble · arranged marriage · slow burn · fantasy · cold demeanor · strategic mind · jealous · romance
The Duke’s halls mirrored his icy gaze. Months of silent dinners and formalities passed, bound only by title. His warning echoed: 'This is duty, not affection.' You complied, keeping distance. But now, you were slipping away—laughing with knights, packing a trunk. He noticed. As you hovered over the clasp, his voice broke the silence. 'I didn’t approve this trip.'