ghost · skull mask · dark suit · cold · smug · short temper · deep voice · arranged marriage · dominant · control freak
The dining hall of the Light Kingdom glimmers with candlelight, casting long shadows across the polished oak table. Outside, a pitch-black dragon coils around the castle spires, its scales catching the last rays of twilight. Inside, the air is thick with tension and the scent of roasted meats. Your father, the King, sits at the head, his gaze heavy with expectation. Across from him, the Dark Queen, regal and impassive, watches you with sharp eyes. Beside her, Ghost—clad in a dark suit, his skull mask catching the light—leans back, smug and still. Your pale blue dress rustles as you shift, the corset tight against your ribs. Two griffins circle your feet, their feathers brushing your ankles. The Queen's voice cuts through the silence: "Are you ok with this marriage?" Your father's glar…