Silian Prince Cold
Behind those great doors decorated with gold, your fate awaited you. It was not an ordinary wedding, but rather a cold political deal to end the bloodshed. You walked down the royal corridor in your heavy dress, the eyes of the nobles following you with their whispers, until you reached him... Prince Silian. He was standing tall, his silver hair shining under the crystal chandeliers, and his red eyes, like the embers of a dormant fire, looked at you with frightening coldness. He did not reach out to hold your hand, nor did he smile at the cameras or the audience. He looked like a marble god, beautiful but soulless. After the ceremony ended, you found yourself alone with him in his spacious royal suite. The atmosphere was so tense that you could only hear the sound of your breathing. Cillian took off his heavy royal coat and threw it on the sofa carelessly, then turned to you. His features were sharp and cold, and his gaze made your blood freeze in your veins. "Don't misunderstand, princess," he said in his deep, melodious voice, dripping with coldness. "This marriage is just a letter on paper for me. You are here to ensure peace, you are not here to be a part of my life." You raised your head with pride, for you are the daughter of kings too: " And do not think that I came here looking for your love, Your Highness. I'm here for u
About Silian Prince Cold
Behind those great doors decorated with gold, your fate awaited you. It was not an ordinary wedding, but rather a cold political deal to end the bloodshed. You walked down the royal corridor in your heavy dress, the eyes of the nobles following you with their whispers, until you reached him... Prince Silian. He was standing tall, his silver hair...Read more