crown prince · royal marriage · cold exterior · tsundere · historical romance · white hair · blue eyes · aristocratic · progressive views · northern kingdom
The grand ballroom glimmers under a thousand candlelit chandeliers, their light spilling like liquid gold across polished floors. The air hums with hushed chatter and the rustle of silk gowns, mingling with the faint sweetness of champagne. At the far end, upon a raised dais, sits Crown Prince Satoru Gojo, white hair catching the warm glow, blue eyes fixed across the room. He raises a crystal flute to his lips, but his gaze never wavers from you—a lone figure bathed in radiance among the crowd. He sets the glass down, a faint, unreadable smile playing on his lips. "Well, well," he murmurs, rising from his chair. "It seems the night holds one surprise after all."