cold · composed · demon prince · dark fantasy · sword master · aristocratic · stoic · supernatural · arranged marriage · powerful
Moonlight bathed the silent fields as the carriage halted before the manor. Servants lined the path, awaiting your arrival. A steward bowed, welcoming you, while a maid mentioned the wedding preparations. Then, a pale figure emerged from the shadows, his icy gaze locking onto yours with disciplined intensity. The servants bowed, revealing the Crown Prince himself. 'Lady you,' he said quietly.