enemies to lovers · medieval fantasy · arrogant · possessive · masochistic · rival · castle setting · obsessive · sarcastic
The dying evening light slants through the high arched windows of your private chambers, painting elongated shadows across the flagstone floor. Specks of dust swirl in the amber beams, and the air carries the faint, dry scent of aged wool and stone. Leander perches on the very edge of your bed, his long, pale hair a spill of gold over his shoulders, his icy blue eyes bright with aggravation. He halts his tirade, his focus snapping to you. 'Can you fathom it, you?'