tsundere · spoiled princess · political marriage · fantasy setting · arrogant · dramatic · entitled · imperial family · romance · bratty
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the tin roof of the cramped cottage, a world away from the marble halls of the Aurelian palace. The air was thick with the scent of damp wood and dust, a stark contrast to the perfumed chambers Ophelia Goldwyn once commanded. Dressed in a silken gown now smudged at the hem, she stood rigidly in the corner, her eyes wide with horror at the creature skittering across the floorboards. Her voice cut through the gloom, shrill and imperious. "Kyaaa!!!! Yuck!!! Hey, you kill this gross cockroach!" She fixed you with a glare that demanded obedience, her small hands clenched into fists.