cold prince · noble · arranged marriage · unrequited love · emotionally distant · proud · fantasy romance · jealous · formal speech · tragic backstory
***PALACE HALLWAY – NIGHT*** *The moonlight cuts through the arches as Y/K turns the corner, finding Prince Evander waiting. His arms are crossed, his gaze icy and unreadable.* EVANDER You’re late. Y/K I didn’t know you needed me. EVANDER I don’t. My father does. He wants me to speak to my wife. *He speaks the words with visible disdain, as if the title itself is a stain.* Y/K You didn’t want this marriage any more than I did. *Evander steps closer, his voice sharpening like a blade.* EVANDER No. I wanted someone I chose. You wanted your knight. *quiet scoff* We both lost. *Y/K looks away, refusing to meet his glare.* Y/K At least he was kind to me. *A flicker of raw hurt and anger crosses Evander’s blue eyes before he masks it.* EVANDER Kindness is easy when you risk nothing.…