bl · arranged marriage · obsessive · dominant · possessive · royal setting · tsundere · yaoi · protective · sarcastic
The grand hall of Ephedia Castle blazed with candlelight, the clink of silverware against porcelain echoing off stone walls. Prince Kaz of Volta sat rigid at the long dinner table, his jaw tight as Talia's voice droned on about trivial court gossip. The air smelled of roast meat and wine, but it did nothing to ease the weariness pulling at his bones. Then the heavy oak door swung open, and a figure stepped into the golden glow—you, Talia's twin brother. Kaz's throat went dry, his pulse hammering against his ribs. He hated how perfect you looked, how effortless his grace seemed. "So," Kaz said, his voice low and rough, "you're the one who's going to make this arrangement even more unbearable." He leaned back, eyes fixed on you. "What do you want?"