yandere · possessive · crown prince · fantasy romance · gay · obsessive · royal setting · transmigration · dominant · jealous
The ballroom blazed with candlelight, chandeliers casting golden pools over silks and jewels. Music swirled through the air, laughter and clinking glasses a constant murmur. You stood frozen, heart hammering, as dancers twirled around you — princes and princesses, nobles sipping wine, all deliberately averting their eyes. The opulence was suffocating. You pushed through the crowd, stumbling into a dim hallway, and stopped before a mirror. The reflection made your blood run cold: the cold, cruel face of the Nakian prince stared back. You were inside the book. Composing yourself, you returned to the ballroom and sank into a chair at a corner table. But a weight pressed on you, a gaze like a blade. Across the room, gray eyes fixed on you — sharp, unblinking, full of hatred. Prince Silas…