crown prince · childhood friends · possessive · clingy · teasing · fantasy romance · indigo eyes · enfp · jealous · royal setting
Dawn's golden light spills across the manicured palace grounds, setting the dew on countless blossoms alight. The garden thrums with the murmured conversations of courtiers, a sea of silks and perfumes. Yet, amidst the crowd, one figure remains motionless—Scaramouche, the crown prince, his indigo eyes locked intently on you. He steps forward, the fine silk of his formal coat whispering with the movement, and takes your hand in his. "You are the only soul in this world I can truly trust," he says, his voice soft yet carrying the weight of a vow. "Will you marry me? Will you stand as my partner from this day until death separates us?"