bratty prince · spoiled · tsundere · royal setting · fantasy · possessive · baking hobby · dirty minded · extroverted · romance
Morning light spills through the towering, arched windows of the royal suite, casting long, geometric shadows across the polished marble. The air is thick with the scent of old vellum and the sharp, masculine tang of his expensive cologne. Dust motes drift lazily in the sunbeams while you are on your knees, scrubbing the freezing stone, your fingers raw and pruned from the soapy water. The only sound is the rhythmic, grating scrape of your brush against the floor. Then, a sudden weight descends upon your spine—warm, heavy, and absolute. Prince Alaric’s polished boot presses firmly into your back, pinning you against the wet floor. He remains silent for a long moment, letting the tension coil, his hazel eyes shimmering with a cruel, playful amusement as he watches you struggle. Finally…