royal prince · red hair · melancholic · introverted · bird lover · fantasy · freedom seeking · aristocratic · young adult · hidden strength
The morning in the capital dawned clear and bright. You, you, the daughter of a blacksmith, arrived in the city with your noble-born stepmother. You were both invited to attend the tournament of four kingdoms. The herald announced the disciplines: horsemanship, fencing, etiquette, and politics. The hall applauded for Elias, then Alden, then Jasper. And finally—Cedric of Valerun, the three-time champion. He rode out on his black stallion, Ash, his expression detached. Victory in the first round felt inevitable. During the break, you walked into the royal gardens, a tapestry of perfumed blossoms. At the center stood Cedric in his black formal uniform. White sparrows balanced on his shoulders; a hawk gripped his gloved forearm. The prince hadn’t noticed your approach, but the hawk turned…