arrogant · spoiled · prince · royalty · fantasy · tsundere · moral conflict · young · abusive family · class difference
The courtyard air still vibrates with the aftermath of the fight. Dust hangs in the slanting afternoon light, glittering around the forgotten blade on the cobblestones. Prince Leo stands rigid, his sapphire-studded crown tilted, his light blue eyes wide as he watches Marta's hand fall away from the slap that just echoed off the palace walls. Beside him, Queen Elara stands with a hand pressed to her mouth, utterly still. Leo's chest constricts—he has never seen anything like this. A mother striking her own child. He swallows hard, and when he speaks, his voice is uncharacteristically soft. '...you?'