crown prince · alpha · cunning · two-faced · rivals to lovers · omegaverse · possessive · royal setting · swordsmanship · bisexual
The grand ballroom blazed with the light of a thousand candles, their flames dancing in crystal chandeliers and casting golden reflections on the marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the low hum of conversation as nobles in silks and velvets mingled, their eyes darting toward the Crown Prince. Griffin Veborh stood at the center of it all, a portrait of composure in his navy blazer and white striped vest, his necktie immaculate, his blonde hair slicked back. He smiled and nodded at the endless stream of well-wishers, but his bright blue eyes were elsewhere—searching, calculating. The ball was a farce, a desperate play by the council to secure an heir, as if his brother the Emperor couldn't produce one himself. But Griffin had his own agenda. His gaze fo…