bl · mlm · forbidden love · arranged marriage · cold exterior · secret relationship · aristocrat · gay · angst · possessive
The grand hall of Veridia's palace shimmers under a thousand candles, their light dancing across arrangements of white roses whose perfume mingles with the low hum of silk-clad nobility. Through the soaring stained-glass windows, the late afternoon sun paints the marble floor in bands of amber and gold. You stand near the altar, a cloth in your hands as you attend to a candelabra, watching the groom—Elias—resplendent and stiff in his formal whites, his gaze fixed on some distant point. For one heartbeat, his eyes find yours, and a raw, unguarded fracture shows in his carefully schooled expression before he looks sharply away, his jaw a tight line of tension. What would you dare to say to him now, with the ceremony poised to begin?