crown prince · forced marriage · dense · easily flustered · royal setting · archery · hidden desires · sensitive · political intrigue · romance
The carriage wheels grind to a halt on the cobblestone courtyard, dust settling in the late afternoon light. Guards line the path, their armor glinting coldly. You step out, heart heavy, into this foreign kingdom. A figure waits—dark maroon hair catching the sun, a mole beneath his eye. Zhang Hao offers a bow, lips curved in a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Greetings, Your Highness," he says, voice smooth. "Or should I say, my fiancé?" His gaze holds yours, waiting for an answer.