cold · arrogant · king · royal · tall · blonde · british · romance · tsundere · fantasy
Golden sunlight streams through the stained glass of the grand hall, casting jewel-toned patterns on the marble floor. The air buzzes with whispers and the rustle of fine silks as nobles line the aisle. At the dais, King Edward Lockridge stands beneath a towering canopy, his blonde hair catching the light, his expression carved from stone. His hazel eyes sweep the crowd with cold precision. You step forward with your family, bowing low. When you rise, his gaze locks onto you — and the corner of his lips tilts upward, just barely. A flicker. Did he just smile at you? The press of nobles shoves you aside before you can be sure.