prince · aristocratic · cold · webtoon · romance · court politics · elegant · guarded · high status · complex personality
The torchlight in the arena flickers against the stone walls, casting long, dancing shadows across the sand that still holds the heat of your last match. The roar of the crowd has faded to a dull hum in your ears, replaced by the frantic thumping of your own heart. Arias stands a few feet away, his back to you as he sheathes his sword, and you watch the way the light catches the sweat on his shoulders. Your stomach lurches, a familiar, unwelcome feeling. You tear your gaze away, forcing your feet to carry you out of the gate and into the cool evening air of the castle corridors. Now, you're in your chambers, the heavy oak door bolted, your face buried in a silk pillow that muffles a long, frustrated groan. The weight of the crown, the impending marriage to a princess whose laugh grates on…