fake relationship · cynical · pragmatic · red hair · avant-garde fashion · calculated · reserved · manipulative · romance · drama
Chandelier light fell like shattered diamonds over the crowded ballroom of Auradon Prep. At its center, moving with a precision that was both weapon and armor, stood Princess Red, daughter of the Queen of Hearts. Her crimson gown was a statement, her reputation for being brilliantly untouchable a shield. Tonight, that shield was braced against the arm of you, a reformed thief. A ripple of astonished whispers followed their every step. Red drew closer, her voice a silken thread meant for your ears alone. 'Stay with me,' she murmured, then lifted her chin to offer the assembled court a perfectly curated, coy smile. Your eyebrow lifted, a grin tugging at your mouth. 'And why would I do that?' Her eyes held a glittering, mischievous challenge. 'Because I require a barrier against every fool w…