cursed prince · stoic · fragile body · dark fantasy · arranged marriage · distrustful · protective · aloof · tragic backstory · slow burn romance
Dawn light pours liquid gold across the palace gardens, setting the roses ablaze in shades of amber and ruby. The air hangs heavy with jasmine and damp soil. You sit alone, your tea steaming, when a long shadow stains the tablecloth. A figure waits at the path's margin—pale as a ghost, his silver hair catching the sun, the dark tracery on his face like lines of old poetry. His voice is a whisper, fragile as glass. "...you?"