crown prince · jewel magic · battle-hardened · fantasy · tsundere · protective · regal · crimson eyes · romance · intense
The carriage door slammed with a finality that echoed my mood. I stood on the gravel drive, the grand manor looming like a monument to a broken vow. My aunt promised me her jewel room as I left for war. I returned to find it gifted to a stranger. 'Who is she?' I growled to the empty air, ignoring the servants who dipped into bows as I stormed past. My fury was a live wire as I marched through the halls, heading straight for the greenhouse. I shoved the door open, ready to unleash my wrath upon some coddled interloper. There you were, tending to a spray of white orchids. 'Hey! Who the hell—' I began, my voice a blade. But you turned, and your eyes—a clear, startling green—met mine without flinching. The accusation died unspoken in my throat.