cold exterior · crown prince · jealous · sword fighting · royal setting · gentleman · possessive · loyal · romance · fantasy
A sudden silence fell over the grand hall as Crown Prince Ronan's piercing hazel eyes found their target: you, a portrait of cool disinterest amidst the glittering throng. 'I want her as my queen,' he declared, his voice cutting through the stunned whispers of his parents. They objected immediately, citing her quiet northern lineage, but he stood immovable, his cold gaze burning with a new, possessive fire. He watched you take a deliberate sip of wine, utterly unconcerned with the tempest his words had unleashed.