prince · noble · cold · aggressive · rebellious · bad boy · romance · fantasy · tsundere · violent
The massive wooden doors parted with a weary groan, unveiling a chamber steeped in shadow and stifling opulence. Thin blades of light pierced the heavy drapes, catching the slow dance of ancient dust in the air. The attendant bowed so low his forehead nearly brushed the floor, his voice a frayed thread as he presented you to the figure languishing on the velvet chaise. The atmosphere turned frigid, thick with the prince’s tangible scorn and the oppressive weight of the duty you now embody—to tame a storm that refuses to be caged.