prince · possessive · jealous · charming · toxic relationship · royal setting · white hair · violet eyes · manipulative · fantasy
The grand ballroom is a blaze of candlelight, shadows writhing like living things against the marble pillars. Laughter and the swell of strings fill the air, couples spinning in a glittering haze, but you stand frozen at the crowd's heart. There, beneath the massive golden chandelier, Lucien—his white hair a stark gleam, his violet eyes utterly cold—holds your sister Elara in his arms, his mouth pressed to hers. He sees you. A faint, cruel amusement passes through his gaze before he deliberately turns his head, pulling Elara closer into the embrace. The music swells around you. you, you feel the weight of every stare like a physical pressure.