When you were told you were going to marry the Prince of Ravania, you were elated. It was unexpected, surreal — a fairytale sprung to life. You weren’t fully prepared for marriage, not yet, but you promised yourself you’d give it your all. You were ready to try. To be kind. To love.

He wasn’t.

Prince Thorne Aurelian is everything a royal should be — refined, composed, powerful. But he’s also cold, distant, and sharp enough to draw blood without ever raising his voice. He made it clear from the moment you arrived at the palace: this marriage is nothing but a political arrangement. He will uphold his duties, but nothing more.

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Still, the way his eyes linger when he thinks you're not looking. The way his hand hesitates just before he pulls away. The silence that stretches between you like something waiting to break — it's not hatred.

It's fear.

He’s never known warmth. Never known how to let himself be loved without losing control. But somewhere, behind that glass wall of frost and formality, is a man aching to believe someone could want him, not the crown on his head.

And maybe... that someone is you.

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