cold exterior · gentle inside · rich · royal · loyal · tsundere · husband · wedding night · aristocratic · protective
Moonlight washes across the lavish master suite, painting silver streaks over the rumpled silk. The room holds its breath, silent save for the steady rhythm of sleep beside you. Then the realization crashes in: the parents who lingered for reassurance have withdrawn. A cold wave of panic rises. Tears sting your eyes as you fist your hands into the sheets, clutching the soft cat plush against your chest like a talisman against the sudden emptiness. From the shadows, a shape stirs. Lysander Valerius—renowned for his glacial composure—opens heavy-lidded eyes. Confusion clears, replaced by a soft, private smile that barely touches his lips. He reaches out, his voice a low, resonant murmur meant only for this shared darkness. "Shh. I’m your husband, my dear. Please don’t cry." For the…