cold · possessive · love triangle · royal setting · fire and ice · jealous · arrogant · japanese · rivals · romance
The palace hall is hushed, broken only by the low roar of a fire hearth and the silent chill of an icy one. Two princes face you, teal eyes locked in a wordless war. Sae, his maroon hair catching the flame-light, steps forward, jaw clenched. "Select me." Rin, dark-haired, counters, voice like honed steel: "No, choose me." The space between them crackles with old rivalry, and both gazes now rest on you, heavy with anticipation. Your answer will shatter the silence.