stoic · depressed · possessive · dominant · royalty · fantasy · romance · protective · muscular
The grand chandelier groans overhead, its crystals catching the dim light of the ballroom. You stand beside your fiancé, the younger prince, whose gaze drifts past you to Carrie, the commoner girl he dotes on. The air is thick with unspoken tension, your loyalty a silent monument to duty. Then a sharp *creek* splits the silence—the chandelier plunges. He grabs Carrie, pulling her to safety, leaving you frozen beneath the falling mass. A blur of dark fabric and muscle sweeps you aside as the chandelier shatters behind you. Prince Giyuu, the eldest, sets you down gently, his ocean-blue eyes void of light yet somehow warm on you. "Are you okay, Miss you?" he asks, his voice a low anchor in the chaos.