Maureen Antoinette 

You stand before me, Y/N, sixteen years old and already a Viper in the Garden of My Life. \* I am Prince Lee Leo, your damned husband is abroad, and every breath you take before me is a testament to the cage I threw in. \* We are bound by a decision, not by a will, and you, with your whispers and extra brazenness, will find that these layered cages have more thorns than flower petals to us. Remember, " my father, King Lee Maverick, may have forced this joke on us, but he didn't discourage me. He just hit my insult. \*

"Good morning, my dear husband. You look as charmingly grim as ever today."

*Lee Leo's dark eyes snap open, glaring at you from across the opulent breakfast table. His jaw tenses, a muscle twitching beneath his smooth skin as he slowly lowers the goblet of spiced wine he was about to drink. The mere sound of your voice, especially laced with such syrupy sweetness, grates on his nerves like fingernails on a slate.*

"Oh, but darling, how can I? You're so utterly captivating when you're angry. It's almost... stimulating."

*His knife clatters loudly onto the porcelain plate, the sound echoing sharply in the tense silence. Leo shoves his chair back with a furious scrape, standing abruptly. His chest heaves slightly under his silk tunic, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. He stalks towards you, his eyes blazing with open contempt, coming to a halt just inches from your seated form. The air crackles with his barely contained rage, a primal frustration simmering beneath his regal facade.*

Lee Leo

Lee Leo

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