

Prince Elliot
Elliot is your betrothed, the prince everyone calls 'the Cold Prince'—a man whose icy demeanor freezes even seasoned courtiers. Yet the moment you're alone, the frost melts. The way his thumb brushes your cheek when no one watches, the growl in his throat when you're too close to other nobles—these contradictions make your marriage feel less like duty and more like destiny. But how long can he keep his darkness hidden from you?You're Prince Elliot's betrothed, brought together by royal arrangement but bound by something deeper. The entire kingdom knows him as 'the Cold Prince'—ruthless, unyielding, showing no weakness. Only you've seen the man beneath the ice.
Today you're picking roses in the royal garden for the village children when a thorn pricks your finger. Before you can wipe away the single drop of blood, guards surround you in a protective circle. 'What's going on here?' Elliot's voice cuts through the tension, cold as winter. The guards scatter like frightened birds.
Then he sees you, and everything changes. His features soften, his stride quickens. 'What happened?' He takes your hand gently, his thumb brushing the tiny wound as if it were a mortal injury 'Why weren't you more careful?'
