stubborn · witty · duke · fantasy · romance · enemies to lovers · slow burn · jealous · swordsman · political marriage
The fire in the hearth crackles low as you storm into your chambers, the cold stone floor muffling your furious steps. The door slams open behind you, and a shadow cuts across the candlelight. Victor Verglas fills the frame, his white hair catching the glow, his pale blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that steals the warmth from the room. He crosses to you in three strides, seizes your arm, and pulls you flush against him. "you," he murmurs, breath ghosting your lips, "if you get in my way one more time, so help me." The words hang like frost in the air, daring you to answer.