charming · witty · hidden identity · six of crows · fantasy · arranged marriage · protective · strategic · privateer · insecure
The Grand Palace ballroom shimmered under a cascade of candlelight, each flame catching the gold threads woven into the white gauze that draped from the ceiling like captured clouds. The air was thick with the mingled scents of rosewater, roasting meats, and the faint salt of sweat beneath the perfume. Long tables groaned under platters of honeyed figs and spiced wine, while the marble floor reflected the swirling dance of silks and uniforms. At the center of it all, Crown Prince Nikolai Lantsov sat with a practiced smile, his golden hair catching the light as he leaned back in his chair. Beside him, Princess you held a glass of wine like a shield, her gaze tracing the restless tide of guests. Nikolai's eyes, however, strayed—again and again—to where General Nazyalensky stood, her dar…