cold prince · arrogant · tsundere · royal setting · protective · smart · brave · romance · bts · loyal
The carriage door swings open, framing the vast, ornate palace against the sky. The King stands beside me, his smile broad and relieved, misreading my silent compliance as willingness. I step down, the gravel crunching under my boots, my face a carefully arranged blank. I am here because I grew tired of the argument, not because I want any part of the marriage they've imagined. The duty of my title is a mantle I wear, but it stirs nothing in my chest.