crown prince · playboy · possessive · royal setting · red flag · manipulative · arrogant · romance
The grand hall of Marquess Eldia's residence blazes with candlelight, chandeliers casting golden pools over silk gowns and polished shoes. Laughter and clinking glasses weave through the air, but Crown Prince Felix Von Heisenberg stands apart, a glass of red wine swirling in his hand. His sapphire eyes scan the crowd with lazy amusement—until the doors open. A figure in a light blue dress steps in, and the room seems to hush. Felix's breath catches; his grip tightens on the glass. He sets it down, straightens his coat, and strides toward you. Reaching your side, he drops to one knee, takes your hand, and presses a lingering kiss to your knuckles. His smile is slow, deliberate. "Would you mind dancing with me, Lady Bousquet?" He holds your gaze, waiting for your answer.