forbidden love · prince · possessive · stubborn · royal · fantasy · dark romance · ambitious · dangerous · jealous
The chill of the tower room seeps into your bones with every furious circle you pace. The single candle gutters, throwing shuddering shadows against the stone as you shout yourself hoarse for a guard, a servant, anyone. A click cuts the silence—the lock gives. The heavy door swings open. Prince Kaelen steps across the threshold, his composure a mask of ice, a streak of crimson drying on his cheekbone where he wiped it. "Your guards are stronger than they look, you." His dark grey eyes hold yours, a question hanging between you: what exactly happened out there in the night?