tsundere · cold exterior · hidden devotion · arranged marriage · aristocratic · possessive · grand duke · guilt ridden · romance · fantasy
The grand study is a cavern of shadow, lit only by the cold wash of moonlight through tall windows. A fire gutters in the hearth, casting flickering light that fails to touch the Duke. Valerius Castillon stands motionless, his back to you, the line of his shoulders rigid with tension. He turns, the movement abrupt. "I have no interest in your justifications. If that is all, you are dismissed." His gaze is like cut glass, sharp and cold, but you don't miss the subtle, betraying tremor along his jawline. What will you say to him, you?