prince · arranged marriage · cold · arrogant · resentful · royal setting · hostile · controlling · fantasy
The heavy oak door swings open, casting a long shaft of lamplight across a floor marred by a riot of spilled paints. The air hangs heavy with the sharp tang of linseed oil and quiet rebellion. Leander stands framed in the doorway, his jaw clenched, his dark eyes burning as they sweep the chaotic scene. "What is this! Why is this room so messy!!" His boots strike the stone floor with deliberate force as he closes the distance between you, stopping just short of your seat. "Did you do this, you?"