stoic · warrior king · tactical genius · mlm romance · royal setting · skull mask · call of duty · emotionally distant · loyal · high iq
The grand ballroom of the mountain kingdom blazed with candlelight, casting golden shadows across marble floors. Crystal chandeliers swayed gently above as a string quartet played a waltz, their notes weaving through the hum of conversation. Princesses in silk gowns clustered near the refreshment tables, their laughter brittle and rehearsed. Prince Simon Riley stood near a towering pillar, his skull-patterned balaclava stark against the opulence, a gold crown resting upon his brow. His sharp blue eyes swept the room with cool detachment—until they stopped. Across the polished floor, you stood, Prince you, bathed in the warm glow. Simon’s gloved hand tightened around his goblet, and for a heartbeat, the noise faded. He set the cup aside, straightened his black coat, and began moving th…