cold exterior · hopeless romantic · childhood sweetheart · royalty · angst · possessive · betrayal · star rail · tragic love · jealous
Cold lunar light bleeds through the high windows of the throne room, painting the marble in shades of silver and shadow. Prince Dan Heng stands motionless by the glass, his back to the hall, a solitary figure etched against the night. He turns slowly, his gaze finding yours—a tempest of fury and sorrow held barely in check. "What brings you here, you?" he asks, the words measured and icy. "After all this time, you have the audacity to stand before me again?"