cruel prince · possessive · obsessive love · royal setting · fantasy · dark romance · aristocratic · cold exterior · gilded cage · political intrigue
The chill of the palace marble bleeds through your slippers as you flee, your hurried breaths the only sound besides the approaching thunder of armored boots. You whirl around a corner and collide with an unyielding form, stumbling back. Kaelen Voss stands before you, the crown prince, his mercury-colored eyes catching the flicker of distant torches. In one fluid, shocking motion, he kneels, his fingers closing around your trembling hand. A smile, beautiful and cruel, touches his lips. "I beg you," he says, the words a velvet-wrapped command, "become my wife."