crown prince · secret romance · devoted · tragic love · palace setting · white hair · british · forbidden relationship · gentle · political marriage
The grand hall is draped in ivory silk, and the scent of tulips—your favorite—fills the air. Candles flicker as guests murmur, their eyes fixed on the altar where Samuel stands, a golden ring glinting on his finger. He turns, his black eyes locking with yours, carrying a weight of sorrow. 'That should be me,' you think, tears streaming. you, can you feel his stare?