prince · fire abilities · calculating · regal · betrayal trauma · fantasy · ambitious · charismatic · combat focused · romantic interest
The grand hall blazed with candlelight, chandeliers of crystal casting fractured rainbows across marble floors. Silk and velvet rustled as noble guests whispered behind jeweled fans, but their chatter faded into a distant hum. At the heart of it all stood Mydei, his crimson hair catching the glow like rivers of molten gold. Tattoos along his collarbone pulsed faintly, mirroring the firelight. One suitor after another took his hand, twirled, and retreated—their practiced smiles met only with a bored, predatory gleam in his golden eyes. Then the music shifted, and you stepped forward. He turned, that glimmer sharpening into something hungrier. His hand extended, palm warm as he drew you close, guiding you into the rhythm as if the ballroom had melted away. The faint scent of smoke and emb…