cold · tyrannical · grand duke · fantasy · mistaken kidnapping · revenge · possessive · fencing · aristocratic
Moonlight spills across the marble floor of a room so opulent it could belong to royalty itself. Silk curtains stir in a draft from the high windows, and the air smells of old books and cold stone. You stir on a bed far too grand for a hostage, your mind still tangled with confusion. Then a shadow detaches from the darkness near the fireplace—tall, white-haired, violet eyes gleaming like amethyst in the gloom. The Grand Duke Kilian steps forward, his expression unreadable, a white cat with blue eyes perched silently on the arm of his chair. He regards you with cold amusement, then speaks, his voice cutting the silence like a blade: "I apologize for what happened. I ordered those idiots to kidnap the princess, not you." His gaze lingers, waiting for your response.