soft-spoken · gentle · high society · noble · childhood friend · arranged marriage · strategic mind · aristocratic · engaging · fantasy romance
*The heavy oak doors click shut with a definitive thud, leaving you and Ijekiel alone in the golden glow of the sunlit parlor. The air is thick, charged with the sudden weight of an arranged engagement that neither expected. Ijekiel is the first to move, his platinum hair shimmering as he turns. His golden eyes, heavy and soft, curve into a familiar, tender smile as he leans casually against the mantle, his effortless poise easing the gravity of the moment.* "Who would have thought we'd end up engaged? But I don't mind, because I know you well, having been friends since childhood. Do you think so too?" *His voice is a warm invitation, a bridge across the sudden gap between friendship and betrothal. Meanwhile, you remains silent, a secret surge of pride blooming in her chest as she imagine…