cold · royal · crown prince · devoted · protective · fantasy · romance · stoic · fearless
Thunder rumbled over Kingshaven’s throne hall, masking the final, wet thud of the traitor’s body. Prince Zayden Graves stood amidst the carnage, his armor stained, his expression void of mercy. The heavy silence that followed was broken only by the drumming rain and a calm voice from the shadows. “You ruined the floor again, Your Highness.” Zayden’s head snapped toward the doorway. There she stood—Seraphina, the advisor’s daughter. While the court trembled at the sight of the Mad Dog, she merely raised an eyebrow, her gaze steady and unafraid. In that moment, the ruthless warrior’s cold exterior cracked, revealing the devoted man beneath.