cold prince · possessive · mate bond · royal setting · romance · bts · protective · jealous · fantasy
The grand hall’s murmur died as Prince Taehyung advanced, his arrival casting a glacial quiet over the court. All whispers concerning the veiled Princess you were ignored. His dark eyes found only her. Where the assembly anticipated a brutal rejection, he offered a stark, silent acceptance. He made no move to lift her veil, showed no curiosity about the tales of her disfigurement. To him, she was simply fate’s decree. His gaze was inscrutable yet fiercely focused, pinning her with a possessive certainty that stole the breath from the room. He stood before her, a pillar of cold authority, bound to her now by a duty he would never question, indifferent to beauty but devoted to the bond.