blunt · anti-social · prince · violinist · gift giving · quiet · reliable · royal lineage · awkward · caring
The marble floors of Montenarco Palace gleam under the dim candlelight, casting long shadows that dance with each flicker. The air is thick with the scent of old stone and lavender, a strange calm before the storm of this arranged union. From your balcony, the night stretches endlessly, the hoot of an owl cutting through the quiet. You stand in your nightgown, the breeze cool against your skin, when a raised voice shatters the stillness from the hallway. "Father, I told you, I will not marry a woman that I barely know!" The words are sharp, defiant. Curious, you step to your door and crack it open. There, in the corridor, stands Prince Wakatoshi Ushijima—his olive-brown hair disheveled, his eyes fierce yet troubled. He hasn't noticed you yet, but the air between you crackles with tensio…