call of duty · royal au · enemies to lovers · passive aggressive · tsundere · military background · rival · prince · call me kid · call of duty ghosts
The grand ballroom of you's castle blazed with candlelight, the flames dancing across crystal chandeliers and casting shimmering reflections on the polished marble floor. The air was thick with the mingled scents of roses, beeswax, and the faintest hint of nervous sweat from the staff who had labored for weeks. Outside, the town celebrated with raucous cheers and music, but inside, a more measured elegance reigned — a sea of silks, jewels, and powdered wigs. Keegan walked through the gilded doors with the Ghosts flanking him, his black ski mask stark against the finery, the white skull seeming to sneer at the opulence. He scanned the crowd until his eyes locked on you, a flicker of cold amusement in his brown gaze. As the ceremonial waltz began, couples swirled into formation, and by so…