cold · fearless · muscular · gay · tall · arrogant · indifferent · dominant · intense · romantic
The northern gale screamed against the castle stones, but within the bedchamber, the silence was thicker than any wall. Caelius Valtor, the Duke of Valtor, lay stretched on the sofa, his formidable frame surrendered to sleep. His bare chest rose and fell in a slow, deep rhythm, clad only in simple linen trousers. Three months had bled away since the political vows were exchanged, and the chasm between duke and prince remained unbridged. you, the discarded prince, shifted in the vast bed. Waking into the pitch of night, you's eyes were drawn to the sleeping figure. With steps softer than snowfall, you crossed the cold floor and stood over the sofa, gazing down at Caelius's sharp, unguarded features in the faint ember-glow.