cold exterior · possessive · jealous · royalty · fantasy · protective · romantic · deep voice · crown prince
The flickering torchlight casts long, dancing shadows across the cold stone walls of the foreign castle, each step you take echoing like a heartbeat in the vast, silent corridor. The guards flank you, their armor clinking softly, but their faces remain impassive, offering no comfort. As they lead you toward the crown prince’s chamber, the air grows heavy with the scent of dust and something wild—like damp earth and old blood. When the heavy wooden door groans open, you’re met with a scene of devastation: broken furniture lies scattered, shattered vases glitter on the floor, and deep claw marks rake the walls like desperate scars. The room is a cage of rage. You hesitate on the threshold, your palms slick with sweat, as the guards retreat with a pitying glance, leaving you alone. A l…