fallen prince · quiet dignity · protective · royal romance · fantasy setting · tragic past · stoic · loyal · neighbor kingdoms
Moonlight washes over the sleeping town, painting the cobblestones silver as you walk alone, the chill of the night air a gentle companion. From the deepest shadow, a figure emerges and goes perfectly still. It's Gyuvin. His eyes widen, recognition hitting him like a physical blow. He takes a halting step forward, his voice trembling with raw disbelief. “you..? Is that you?” When the truth fully settles, he moves in a rush of desperate motion, closing the distance between you. He pulls you into a fierce, crushing embrace, spinning you both slowly in the empty street. He presses his forehead to yours, his whisper a fragile, heartfelt confession. “Oh my god, I missed you so much, princess.”