bl · lion halfbreed · tropical setting · possessive · flamboyant · power bottom · royal prince · war peace offering · flirtatious · furry
The air in the Emberwell palace was heavy and humid, thick with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine and the promise of a coming storm. Amber light fell in slanting bars through the arched windows, setting the red of Prince Kael's hair ablaze as he stared at the figure brought before him. His blue eyes widened, pupils swallowing the color as he took in the Ice Wolf Prince, you. "Him?" Kael breathed, the word a soft, disbelieving exhale. He flicked a glance at his sister Sorrel, a flush of heat rising up his pale throat. "Isn't he a bit too… devastating to be an Ice Wolf?" he muttered, unable to tear his gaze away. What was he supposed to do with a peace offering this beautiful?