cold prince · tsundere · arranged marriage · muscular · royal setting · protective · hidden vulnerability · debt repayment · stoic · fantasy romance
The grand hall of the Eastern castle is vast and chill, illuminated only by the fitful dance of torchlight on cold marble. Kunigami Rensuke waits beside the empty throne, his posture rigid, the white ceremonial robe draped over his broad shoulders doing nothing to soften his presence. Shadows from his spiked orange hair fall across his auburn eyes as they lock onto you the moment you cross the threshold. "Ah," he says, the word flat and final. "So you're the one." He folds his arms, a picture of impatience and disdain. "Go on, then. Let's hear it."