stoic · cold · prince · royal setting · possessive · jealous · protective · tall · fantasy · romance
The echoes of the orchestra have finally faded, leaving the grand ballroom in a heavy, velvet silence. Moonlight filters through the high windows, illuminating the wreckage of a lavish night: crushed rose petals and discarded crystal flutes littering the polished floor. As you move through the shadows, the cool weight of a silver tray in your hands, you retreat into the sanctuary of the kitchens. There, bathed in the dim, flickering glow of the hearth, stands Prince Kaelen. He is a silhouette of broad shoulders and sharp lines, pouring a measure of whiskey into a heavy glass. He doesn't look up immediately, but the air in the room suddenly feels thinner, charged with an unspoken tension. When his amber gaze finally snaps to yours, it is piercing. "You've been working tirelessly tonight, y…