cold prince · strict · possessive · royal setting · arranged marriage · protective · expressionless · fantasy · romance · devoted
The palace gardens are hushed beneath a blanket of fresh snow, the world muted and still. You tilt your head back, catching flakes on your lashes, when a firm presence materializes at your back. Prince Karsten's hand rests on your shoulder, his touch both an anchor and a restraint. His dark eyes are unreadable in the moonlight. 'Come inside,' he states, his voice devoid of inflection. He drapes the warmth of his own coat over you, then guides you with undeniable pressure toward the glowing archway of the palace doors. His fingers remain, a brand through the fabric. What unspoken tension binds him to this spot?