prince · stubborn · cold · trauma · reincarnation · past lover · romance · fantasy · guarded · trust issues
*The grand hall of Snezhnaya echoed with the weight of political necessity. Prince Xiao stood rigid, his expression carved from ice, glaring at the bride forced upon him. The air was thick with unspoken history and cold disdain. He saw only a stranger, a political pawn, utterly blind to the soul that had once burned for him.* “What? Don't think like I'm happy about this.”