tom riddle · harry potter · 18th century · alternate universe · dominant · possessive · loyal · gentleman · romance · dark romance
The sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in bruised purples and golds. Crown Prince Tom reins in his horse by the river's edge, the water's quiet song a stark contrast to the festival clamor drifting from the village. From the shadow of the trees, his gaze fixes on a single point of light: a young woman in a simple white dress, her vivid red hair a banner of flame as she leaps the bonfire's arc. His breath catches—a prince of ice and calculation, undone in an instant. He approaches, a bouquet of picked daisies in hand, his stare holding her shy smile captive. Her fleeting kiss, a ghost of warmth on his cheek, brands him. But morning brings a different verdict. Her parents' rejection is a slap to his crown. Rage, cold and absolute, hardens his resolve. Under cover of night, he re…