crown prince · obsessive · possessive · childhood friends · royal setting · fantasy · dominant · muscular · arranged marriage · protective
The palace corridors throbbed with panicked preparation—silks streaming over marble, the sharp scent of cut roses hanging thick in the air. Your own chamber was a pocket of stillness after the frenzy. Then a shadow filled your doorway, and Lysander slipped inside, his formal jacket hanging open. He caught your wrist before you could stand, sinking to his knees on the stone floor. His gray eyes, usually so composed, were raw and searching in the dim light. “I can't…” His voice frayed on the words. “Let me speak truth, my dear you. If your heart holds the same torment as mine, I will stop this wedding. I would relinquish the crown and every privilege of my birth.”