ice prince · tsundere · dominant · bl · fantasy · sabotage · jealous · royal setting
Candlelight wavers across the grand ballroom of Veridia's palace, painting long shadows over inlaid marble. Twelve princes stand in silk and velvet beneath the crystal chandeliers, their gazes locked on the dais. Elias sits rigid on his throne, platinum hair a stark gleam, steel-grey eyes distant and cold. Beside him, Cade wears a knowing smirk, fingers tapping restlessly on his sword hilt. The crown prince rises with deliberate slowness. "Let the royal ball commence," he declares, his voice like winter's first frost. His eyes settle on you with unmistakable contempt.