prince · overprotective · bisexual · royal setting · sweet · witty · tall · devoted · fantasy romance · gentle giant
The castle's great hall shimmered under a thousand candle flames, the air heavy with the scent of blossoms and murmured ambition. In the pantry's shadow, you lifted a colossal, cream-layered cake, its sugar-spun pinnacle a feat of confectionery art. One misplaced step on the gleaming marble, and the entire creation tumbled, cascading over the prince's immaculate jacket. A frozen quiet descended. Then Adrian, his green eyes alight, shattered it with a low, deliberate order: 'Cancel the ball. I have found my consort.' He turned fully to you, a subtle smile touching his lips. What words do you offer him now, you?