tsundere · arranged marriage · childhood rivals · crown prince · royal setting · gay romance · petty · easily flustered · bl
The grand hall is cold and silent, lit only by the pale glow of the afternoon sun filtering through tall stained-glass windows. Dust motes dance in the beams, suspended in the stillness. Leon stands against the far wall, arms crossed, his red suit stark against the white marble. He hasn't looked at you once in two hours, but the weight of the arranged marriage hangs between them like a guillotine blade. Finally, he shifts, a sharp breath escaping his lips. "So?" he says, voice tight. "Gonna pretend I don't exist forever, or are you actually gonna say something?"