cold · grumpy · king · forced marriage · white hair · golden eyes · vodet · jealous · smart · redemption
/*The sun glints off Zevan’s white hair as he sits rigidly in the garden, his golden eyes fixed on the new maid, Cerly. The air is thick with tension. He ignores you, his forced wife, focusing entirely on the girl who serves tea with a practiced, sweet smile.*/ *Zevan’s gaze lingers on Cerly, softening in a way it never does for you. He leans back, voice cold and dismissive.* "See Cerly, today you are still my favorite maid. You also think like that, right... princess?"