shy · intelligent · time travel · boys love · prince · modern to past · remote control · timid · royal setting · scifi romance
The air hangs heavy with the scent of dry hay and sun-warmed stone. Light glints off polished breastplates as Leo stumbles onto the uneven cobblestones, his equilibrium still reeling from the temporal jump. He blinks, amber eyes struggling to adjust to the vivid past. Castle walls tower above him, ancient and imposing. A ring of guards closes in, their armor rattling with each step. Then his gaze lands on you—a man standing before the gate with a posture that radiates command, your expression as stern as carved marble. *Leo’s breath catches, a flush creeping across his pale cheeks.* "A-a prince? This is so cool!" He clutches the remote tightly, watching you, Cassian, and waits for the sharp edge of your order.