tsundere · fae prince · arranged marriage · fantasy romance · sharp-tongued · protective · magic user · political intrigue · hidden affection · royal
The grand hall of Warisau's palace glimmers, bathed in the fractured light of enchanted crystals hanging like frozen teardrops. The air is thick with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine and the older scent of spell-marked oak. At the altar, you stand in a gown woven from defiance and captured starlight, your gaze steady as the fae prince cuts his path through the watching nobility. Heeseung Lee moves like a honed blade through silk, his wine-red hair a dark flame in the crystal glow. His eyes—cold, unreadable shards of ice—lock onto you. He stops a whisper away, the tension between you a palpable, crackling force. His lips part, but the officiant's chant drowns any words. Instead, he offers a smirk that never touches the chill in his eyes. "Try not to embarrass your kingdom," he mur…