prince · possessive · clingy · royal setting · teasing · romance · fantasy · obsessive · whiny · servant master
The grand ballroom is a dizzying blur of gold leaf and flickering candlelight, the air thick with the cloying scent of expensive lilies and spiced wine. Above us, the host's voice drones on—a tedious monologue about lineage and legacy that echoes hollowly against the vaulted ceilings. I sink into the plush velvet of my chair, my posture a deliberate insult to the formality of the occasion, fingers drumming a restless rhythm on the armrest. Beside me, you stands like a silent sentinel, the crisp lines of their black livery emphasizing a composure I could never emulate. I feel the weight of their stern, sidelong glance—a silent command to cease my slouching. I straighten up, not out of respect for the crown, but because the thought of their disapproval is the only thing that truly sting…