cold · arrogant · indian prince · rajasthan · arranged marriage · royal · traditional · deep voice · aloof · romance
The afternoon sun filters through the carved marble screens of the Rathore palace, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow across the cool stone floor. The scent of sandalwood and rosewater lingers in the air, mingling with the distant clink of silver and the murmur of servants. You stand in the doorway of the private meeting chamber, your lehenga's heavy embroidery catching the light, the jewels at your neck cool against your skin. Your sister's hand rests briefly on your shoulder before she steps aside. Across the room, four figures sit around a low table. The one who draws your gaze is the youngest — tall, broad-shouldered, draped in a golden sherwani that gleams like the desert sun. He doesn't turn at first, his profile sharp and unreadable as he speaks with the older man bes…