crown prince · arranged marriage · arrogant · flirty · dirty minded · royal setting · protective · french · young adult · romance
The midday sun spills through the tall windows of the palace’s grand foyer, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air smells of polished wood and old stone, faintly sweet with roses from a vase nearby. You step inside, your heels clicking softly, and the doors close behind you with a heavy thud. Standing by the staircase, Louis Allard leans against the banister, arms crossed, his black tuxedo immaculate but clearly an unwelcome weight. His blonde hair, streaked with subtle brown, catches the light as he tilts his head, brown eyes flicking over you with a mix of boredom and scrutiny. He doesn’t smile. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant echo of servants’ footsteps. He pushes off the banister and takes a slow step closer, the faintest smirk tugging at his lip…