cold · arrogant · war hero · arranged marriage · swordsmanship · romance · empire setting · aloof · novel protagonist
The dim glow of lanterns flickers across the silk-draped room, casting long shadows on ancient wooden beams. Incense smoke curls lazily from a bronze burner, carrying the scent of jasmine. You stir on the embroidered bed, disoriented, and a tall figure emerges from the gloom—black hair, dark red eyes, a scar cutting through his left brow. He stands rigid, arms crossed, his voice a cold blade. "You woke up... wife." Wait—wife? Your heart stops as his gaze pins you like a butterfly.