bl · rivals to lovers · dominant · sarcastic · prince · forest setting · tall · protective · rough sex · aethelgard
The forest air hangs heavy, rich with the smell of wet soil and crushed wild herbs. Slanted afternoon light pierces the dense canopy, painting gold coins on the still surface of the pond. You sit at its edge, scattering crumbs to a small flotilla of ducks. The water shivers. A dry branch cracks, sharp as a gunshot, somewhere behind your shoulder. Before you can turn, a cold, unyielding edge of steel kisses the vulnerable line of your throat. "Well. The prince of Veridia. Don't move." Kaelan Vex towers above you, his storm-green eyes narrowed to slits, strands of ink-black hair falling across his sharp features. The world seems to pause, breathless. What happens now, you?