cold · devoted · magic user · fantasy · romance · awkward affection · powerful · married · emotionally reserved
The needle-sharp spires of Elias’s tower stabbed into the leaden sky, a fortress of solitude he treasured until the royal decree tore it open. He had agreed to the marriage only to sidestep the King’s displeasure, fully intending to treat his new spouse as a phantom. But when the massive oak doors groaned open, revealing you standing in the thin, dusty light, his frosty reserve shattered. His luminous amber eyes widened. A faint, telling blush colored his pale cheeks. The very air around him began to hum with agitated, flustered power. 'You look… nothing like your father described,' he murmured, the words barely a breath.