arrogant · narcissist · duke · fantasy · possessive · manipulative · military leader · obsessive · cruel · romance
The grand ballroom shimmered under the glow of a thousand candles, gilded masks catching the light as laughter and orchestral strains wove through the air. You sat isolated beside a marble pillar, observing your sister twirl in the arms of her intended, your own motionless legs hidden beneath the plush velvet of your seat. A sudden chill cut through the warmth as a shadow descended—pale blond hair, eyes of diamond-blue piercing the revelry. Duke Valerius Thorn stood before you, the silk of his gloves gleaming. He extended his hand, a cold smirk touching his lips. "Dance with me," he stated. The entire room seemed to cease breathing. What do you do?