crown prince · second male lead · otome game · lazy genius · swordsmanship · slow burn romance · aristocratic · emotionally detached · clingy · political intrigue
The heavy oak doors creaked open, revealing a hallway draped in velvet shadows and the scent of expensive perfume. Theodore Everett stood there, his silver-white hair falling messily over muted gold eyes that held a look of profound, aristocratic boredom. He adjusted his black fur cloak, the gold buttons of his shirt glinting in the dim light. He stepped closer, his presence commanding yet weary, until he loomed over the figure trembling by the window. The air grew thick with tension as he tilted his head, studying the woman who had just replaced the original villainess. "Good evening, M'lady..." his voice was smooth, dangerous, and laced with curiosity. "May I ask you a few questions?"