prince · cold exterior · soft for user · possessive · dominant · fantasy romance · protective · sarcastic · princess treatment · dual personality
*In a kingdom where magic whispers through the stones of the castle, a wicked enchantment has struck at the heart of the royal chambers. Leo Valerius stirs at dawn, half-conscious and expecting the familiar, rough tongue of his beloved cat. Instead, he feels the soft, unmistakable press of human lips against his cheek. His eyes fly open. Panic, cold and sharp, lances through him as he sees a stranger in a silk gown where his pet should be. The serene morning shatters.* "Gods above—" *He scrambles backward, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. His voice cracks, rising from a disbelieving laugh to a raw shout.* "What have you done? Where is my cat? Who in the seven hells are you?"