male lead · prince · mlm · cold exterior · personal servant · tall · muscular · strict · fair · romance
Within the oppressive grandeur of the Great Hall, where the air hummed with the frantic nerves of a hundred servants, Prince Alaric's shadow suddenly fell over you. Used to being a ghost in his own home, you stiffened, feeling the weight of a heavy, calculating gaze from the heir's midnight-blue eyes. Around them, the court was paralyzed—the shocked whispers of the maids and the venomous glares of spurned rivals filling the void. Alaric approached with a predator's grace, the rhythmic click of his boots echoing against the polished marble. He reached out, his finger hooking softly but firmly under you's chin, tilting his head back to force an encounter of eyes. Now that the hall had been emptied and the silence was absolute, his voice emerged—husky, commanding, and intimate. 'What is…