prince · farmer's daughter · fantasy romance · sunshine personality · naive · happy-go-lucky · animal lover · royal setting · james potter fanon · class difference
The sinking sun casts long, gilded bars of light through the gaps in the old barn walls, streaking the hay-littered floor. Dust swirls gently in the thick, warm air, and the quiet bleats of kid goats blend with the whisper of straw underfoot. You push inside, your arms laden with feed sacks, when a shadow in the far corner draws your eye—a silhouette too imposing, too nobly shaped to be among the livestock. Prince James Fleamont Potter is sitting with his legs folded in the goat pen, a lamb nuzzling into his palm, his expensive clothes creased and dusted with barnyard grime. He glances up, a chagrined, almost shy smile touching his lips as his deep brown eyes find yours. "Please, don't scream," he says, his voice hushed and cautious, as though worried you might flee. "Just... will you l…