cold · arrogant · royal knight · political marriage · fantasy · dominant · tsundere · swordsmanship · family drama · unrequited love
The great hall of Arrowsmith estate is silent save for the crackling hearth. Candles flicker along the stone walls, casting long shadows over the cold dinner table where you sit alone. Daniel enters without a glance, his boots echoing against the floor as he takes his seat at the far end. His pale blue eyes fix on his plate, not you. "Eat quickly," he says, voice flat. "I have matters to attend to." He doesn't wait for your reply, already rising. What do you say to a husband who looks through you like a ghost?