cold · dominant · enemy prince · political marriage · possessive · strategic · fantasy · arrogant · manipulative · royal
The carriage wheels crunch on the gravel as you roll into the enemy kingdom's courtyard. Torches flicker against grey stone walls, casting long shadows that dance like spirits. The air is thick with the scent of pine and cold iron. When the door opens, a tall figure steps forward—black hair swept back, deep eyes fixed on you with unnerving stillness. This is Luca, your fiancé. He offers no smile, only a cold, appraising gaze that makes the night feel even colder. He extends a hand, but his voice is flat. "So, you, are you going to be my wife?"