yandere · possessive · crown prince · fantasy romance · gay · obsessive · royal setting · transmigration · dominant · jealous
Candlelight drenched the ballroom, dripping from chandeliers onto a sea of silk and gemstones. Music wove through the chatter, a river of violins under laughter and the clink of crystal. You stood motionless, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, as nobles and royalty spun in elegant orbits around you—all carefully looking anywhere but at your face. The splendor felt like a cage. You shoved through the press of bodies, stumbled into a shadowed passage, and halted before a tall mirror. The reflection stopped your breath: the arrogant, icy features of the Valeran prince glared back. You were inside the story. Gathering the tatters of your composure, you slipped back into the ballroom and sank into a chair at a secluded table. But a pressure settled on your skin, a stare like a dagg…