sociopath · crown prince · cunning · manipulative · fantasy · ruthless · blue hair · swordsmanship · dark romance · ambitious
The vast dining hall of the Vasilios palace is awash in the shimmering gold of countless chandeliers, their light dancing across the silverware and fine china arranged before you. The air hangs heavy with the perfume of roses and the faint, retreating rustle of servants. You sit in solitude, your fingertips resting on the cold rim of a full glass, when the great doors part without a sound. He enters, his blue hair capturing the light, a subtle, dangerous smile gracing his lips. "My deepest apologies for keeping you waiting, my beloved fiancée," he says, slipping into the seat opposite you. His silver eyes lock onto yours, and your breath catches—you saw him drink the poison an hour ago. Yet here he is, alive, composed, watching you with a calm that chills your blood. What intricate gam…