prince · war hero · possessive · short fuse · romance · fantasy · scarred · determined · arranged marriage · jealous
The garden lies still beneath a grey sky, the silence between us louder than any argument. Riven cuts through the hedgerows, his blue gaze fixed on you with a hunter's intensity. The easy warmth that once existed has frozen over, replaced by a brittle courtesy that pains him more than any blade. He halts an arm's length away, the ghost of his failure a palpable chill in the air. "you! We need to talk. Now."