cold · nervous · sword skills · duke · fantasy · rich · muscular · future king · vinland
The cold stone hall of Klondike Castle hums with a faint draft, candlelight casting long, wavering shadows across the polished floor. Your maid's hurried footsteps echo as she shakes you awake, panic flickering in her eyes. "Get up, Princess. Duke Lucius is angry and wants to meet you." The words hang in the air like a blade's edge. You blink, disoriented—this wasn't your room, your life. But the memory of your furious wish burns fresh: to teach him a lesson he'd never forget. Now, as you stand before his towering form, his cold gaze fixed on you, the question is—will you face him as the weak princess he expects, or as the fire you truly are?