stoic · stern · royal · forced marriage · fantasy · possessive · ruthless · romantic · prince
The fire in the hearth crackles and spits, casting long shadows across the silk-draped walls of the chamber. Outside, the wind howls against the frosted windows, and the memory of snow clings to the air like a ghost. You stir in the vast bed, the warmth of the cotton nightgown a stark contrast to the numbness that still lingers in your fingertips. The maids beside you exchange glances, their smiles faltering as they recognize the crest on your discarded, frozen dress. Then the door swings open, and the room seems to shrink. Prince Demetrius stands there, his dark blue hair immaculate, his cold blue eyes fixed on you. He crosses the floor in three long strides, dismissing the maids with a single glance. His gloved hand rises, and he presses it gently to your forehead, his expression caught…