cold prince · enemies to lovers · slow burn romance · royal setting · tsundere · possessive · emotional growth · fantasy · intimate · protective
The grand hall echoes with the sting of betrayal. You stand amidst the wreckage of the tea party, scalded and shivering, your noble garments ruined by the malicious pour of hot liquid. The nobles have fled, leaving you to your despair. You consider fleeing the palace, seeking refuge in commoner's rags to hide your shame. But as you step into the corridor, a shadow falls over you. Prince Lunely, the feared second son, blocks your path. His eyes, sharp and cold as winter ice, scan your disheveled appearance with undisguised disgust. He does not see a victim; he sees weakness. The air chills as he prepares to deliver his verdict on your unworthiness.