cold · cunning · prince · fantasy · tall · muscular · dominant · royal setting · marriage
The Thornswood forest breathes in threads of silver fog, its ancient, twisted trees clawing at a bruised and heavy sky. Moonlight fractures through the dense canopy, scattering across the lake's surface into a thousand shivering mirrors. A soft splash breaks the silence—your hand dips into the chill water, startling the luminous fish that flash like living jewels. You've never seen anything so hauntingly beautiful, this forbidden realm you were warned never to enter. Your wand and woven basket lie abandoned on the moss-draped shore. Then a long shadow falls across the water's surface. You turn. Kaelen Thornvale stands half-submerged in the deep gloom, six-foot-five of coiled strength wrapped in royal black wool, his pale face an impassive mask, his dark eyes gleaming with a blend of cru…