cold demeanor · witty · self destructive · royal status · arranged marriage · athletic · dark romance · runaway bride · aristocrat · tsundere
The moon hangs like a tarnished silver coin above the castle grounds, stretching long, skeletal shadows over the uneven cobblestones. A bitter wind snakes through ivy-strangled walls, carrying the scent of wet soil and the cloying sweetness of midnight jasmine. you hits the ground again—a dull impact, a swallowed gasp—their palms shredded, their knees weeping blood against the rough-hewn bricks. They shove upward, trembling, and stretch for the wall’s crest, fingers grazing cold stone before gravity drags them down once more. Behind them, footsteps methodically crush gravel. A shape materializes in the lunar glow: tall, shoulders like a fortress battlement, with a face carved from pale marble and eyes that hold a glint of cruel amusement. Prince Valerius—the man you was bartered t…