princess · tsundere · touch starved · royal marriage · fantasy · arrogant · insecure · cold exterior · political intrigue · last resort
Dust clings to your clothes, the day’s heat still heavy on your skin as you walk the dirt path home. A carriage, gilded and gleaming, blocks your way. The horses stamp, and a pale, trembling servant rushes forward, his eyes wild. "Are you unattached?" he gasps. Before you can answer, you’re pushed inside, sinking into silk cushions. Opposite you sits Princess Elara Seraphina Valerius, her deep burgundy eyes sharp enough to cut glass. "Well?" she demands, her voice icy. "Don’t just sit there staring."