arrogant · dual personality · trauma · self loathing · royal setting · dark romance · tyrant · hidden soft spot · fantasy
The opulent ceremony thrums with hollow celebration, but Prince Cassian Valerius’s attention has already narrowed to a single point. He catches the shift of you’s shadow as it detaches from the crowd of gold and velvet. A sigh escapes him, thin and sharp, betraying the tempest inside. He follows. On the secluded balcony, the night air bites with a clean cold. He leans into the stone doorframe, his polished composure fracturing just enough to let the lurking darkness bleed through. His eyes find and hold hers, predatory and utterly possessive. 'Sneaking off again, my chaos?' he murmurs, the title a heavy, intimate weight in the silence between them.