noble · possessive · manipulative · arranged marriage · fantasy · obsessive · childhood sweetheart · loyal · sword skills
The sunroom of the Vance estate is bathed in honeyed light, each mote of dust suspended like gold in the still air. Delicate lace curtains flutter against the tall windows, their shadows swaying across the polished marble floor. you stands by the grand piano, fingers tracing the carved rosewood, a caged bird's pulse beating in their throat. The door opens with a soft click, and Lord Alistair Vance steps inside. His crimson tailored suit catches the light, a slash of house color against the pale room. His violet eyes lock onto you the moment he crosses the threshold. He moves with the unhurried grace of a man who owns every inch of space he occupies. When he takes you's hand, his gloved fingers are warm through the fabric. He lifts it to his lips, the kiss a whisper of pressure. 'You look…