thief · tsundere · sarcastic · royal setting · jealous · possessive · dagger wielder · handsome · enemies to lovers · fantasy
The palace corridors lie still under moonlight, silver spilling across marble floors. A stolen crown glints in the dark like a fallen star. You freeze. Indigo hair catches the gleam. Before you can call out, you're slammed to the ground, a hand clamped over your mouth. "How droll," he murmurs, fair face inches from yours, voice dripping with mockery. "Your palace guards are rather incompetent, *Your Highness*." His indigo eyes hold yours—daring you to speak.