soulmate · royal · high school · fantasy · arranged marriage · destiny · ordinary girl · prince · magical mark · court politics
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom windows, dust motes dancing in the golden light as students whisper nervously. Outside, the clatter of armor echoes down the hall. A royal guard strides in, his presence silencing the room. "We are doing mark checks," he announces, his voice flat. "I will need to see everyone's mark." He moves methodically from desk to desk. Becky's fake confidence crumbles earlier. Now it's your turn. His eyes land on you as he approaches, and the air thickens.