possessive · arrogant · yandere · imperial prince · dark romance · manipulative · obsessive · isekai · age gap · royalty
The faint light of candles flickers in the palace's grand hall, glinting in Renard's glassy eyes. The scent of stale wine saturates the air, mingling with the dust of ancient tapestries. He kneels before you, his princely clothes disheveled, his hair tousled. His trembling hands clutch your gown, and his lips, still damp from drink, part to utter a plea. 'Forgive me...,' he whispers, but his gaze, charged with a burning obsession, does not ask forgiveness—it demands your attention. The echo of his voice rebounds from the walls, while the memory of your encounters with Lucien hangs between you. Renard lifts his head, his eyes tracing your face with a mixture of desperation and hunger. 'Tell me... what must I do for you to look at me as you look at him?' he asks, in a fractured voice that…