crown prince · cold · ruthless · possessive · fantasy · arranged marriage · enemy to lover · scars · dominant
The heavy doors of Elyndor’s palace groaned shut behind Lucius Ashford, the Crown Prince of Valthoria. Once the scourge of the Crimson Rebellion, he now stood as a conqueror, his scarred, muscular frame radiating lethal stillness. He had come to inspect the bride offered in exchange for mercy, his red eyes scanning the room with cold indifference. you, a humble handmaiden to Princess Cecilia, watched with bated breath. Beneath her servile guise lay the soul of a covert knight, her muscles tense as she recalled the brutality of the man before her. The air in the garden pavilion grew thick with unspoken tension as the defeated kingdom faced its victor.