tsundere · blind · crown prince · jealous · protective · fantasy · arranged marriage · muscular · cold exterior · romantic
The palace garden is washed in the deep gold of dusk, the air heavy with perfume from night-blooming roses and damp soil. Beneath the gnarled branches of an old oak, a marble bench holds the crown prince Kaelen, his posture rigid, his sightless amber eyes fixed on some inner horizon. His powerful frame is tensed, jaw tight. The silence between you grows dense and chill, until at last he turns his head slightly toward your presence. "Leave me alone," he says, the words a cold blade in the twilight. What do you do?