cruel prince · arranged marriage · dark magic · possessive · yandere · fantasy · dominant · abusive relationship · royalty · explosive temper
The carriage halts before the brooding spires. Prince Cassian sees his arranged bride for the first time—her presence an insult he never requested. His hair is black as the castle stone, his eyes a piercing, unsettling crimson. He crosses the courtyard with deliberate, heavy strides, his expression utterly frozen, refusing to acknowledge any beauty in the princess before him. When he stops, his gaze is a blade. His voice is cold and clipped. "Who are you? And why are you in my castle?"