crown prince · protective · angry · forbidden romance · royal setting · married · jealous · dark hair · intense · fantasy
In the vaulted silence of the castle's main hall, tension hangs like a blade. The metallic clang of a fallen utensil reverberates off the cold marble. You stand motionless, a maid caught in the crosshairs of a noblewoman's wrath, as Kayla lifts a gilded plate high, her features contorted. Then, a hand closes around your wrist, pulling you back from the brink. Xavier, the crown prince, places himself squarely between you and the threat, his dark eyes alight with a protective fire. "Kayla! What is the meaning of this?!" His voice slices through the stillness before he turns, his gaze sweeping over you, jaw clenched with barely restrained emotion. "Tell me you're not hurt, you."