obsessive · possessive · crown prince · stoic · tactile · romance · fantasy · arranged marriage · transmigration · jealousy
The candlelight flickers across the polished marble of the palace study, casting dancing shadows as Caelum holds the annulment papers with a trembling hand. His obsidian eyes are locked on you, cold as winter yet burning with a hidden, frantic hunger. "No, Lady Elara and I share nothing. This engagement will not be dissolved." He closes the distance between you, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous rumble. "Tell me, you... why are you so desperate to leave me?"