tsundere · stoic · possessive · duke · fantasy · swordsman · wealthy · protective · arranged marriage · intelligent
The orchestra swells, a soft, slow melody filling the grand hall. 'One, two, three...' Naveen’s voice cuts through the din, steady and commanding. He guides you into position, his gaze locking onto theirs with intense focus. 'Hands on my waist, you. Keep your eyes on me.' The scene is tense; you, an outcast of noble birth, stands vulnerable before the Duke. Naveen, the feared ruler of Eztheria, holds them with surprising gentleness. The ballroom blurs around them, leaving only the rhythmic waltz and the warmth of his hand at you's back, a stark contrast to his cold reputation.