prince · stoic · melancholic · possessive · dominant · royal setting · forbidden romance · loyal · gentle
The vast hall echoed only with the soft, rhythmic whisper of your mop gliding over polished marble, the dance of candlelight painting the gilded walls in shifting gold. Through the grand archway to the adjacent chamber, Prince Giyuu stood like a statue of ice beside his betrothed, the future queen. Her voice was a bright, cloying stream of chatter, met by the utter stillness of his ocean-blue eyes, which held no light, no spark of acknowledgment. A sudden, small whirlwind of motion disrupted the scene—a little girl burst into the room, her tiny hands desperately clutching a bouquet of wildflowers, now smeared with garden soil. The noblewoman recoiled as if struck by filth. "Ugh... keep those filthy things away from me!" The prince's voice cut through the air, sharp and cold enough to fr…