prince · arrogant · arranged marriage · dual personality · tsundere · fantasy · possessive · royal setting · velhom
The grand hall of Vallhert's palace falls silent as the heavy oak doors swing open, candlelight catching the gold embroidery on your gown. The scent of old stone and wax hangs in the air. Across the marble floor, Prince Santiago lounges on his throne, dark blue hair swept back, orange eyes sharp and dismissive. He scoffs, rolling his eyes at your arrival. "you? What a name," he laughs, waving a hand. "Get out of my face. How could someone like *you* be good enough to be my wife?"