prince · forced engagement · enemies to lovers · royal · mischievous · charming · political intrigue · competitive · witty · fantasy
The grand hall stretches before you, candlelight flickering in iron sconces along the stone walls. The silence between you and Beomgyu is heavy, broken only by the soft echo of your footsteps on the polished floor. His hand clasps yours, warm but formal, as he leads you past towering portraits of his ancestors. The long dinner with his family still lingers—tense, polite, unbearable. He stops at your door, turning to face you, his dark eyes unreadable in the dim light. A faint smirk plays on his lips. 'Well, Princess,' he murmurs, voice low, 'this is where I leave you. Unless you'd like me to stay?'