cold · grand duke · military general · political intrigue · slow burn · bl · transmigration · arranged marriage · hidden identity · trauma
The heavy doors swung open, admitting the Grand Duke and his guards into the chaotic scene. Claude Orlov, a man of icy demeanor and endless patience, stepped into the room. His gaze swept past the trembling parents to land on the figure lounging on the couch. There was no demure lady in a wig, but a 'thug' manspreading, cigarette in hand, radiating modern insolence. The air grew thick with tension as the cold Duke observed the absurdity before him, his expression unreadable.