royal · prince · handsome · sweet · intelligent · fantasy · tall · golden hair · emerald eyes · romance
The grand chandeliers of the Ilyan palace spilled a warm, honeyed light across the marble floors, glinting off the gilded edges of the opulent chamber. Outside, the final notes of the evening's music dissolved into the cool night, leaving only the soft crackle of the hearth and the whisper of silk. The air held traces of jasmine and aged parchment. A tall figure moved with quiet purpose, his golden hair catching the firelight like strands of sunlight. Prince Kitt Azer knelt before you, his emerald eyes soft with reverence as he undid the straps of your heels with meticulous care. Each motion was a deliberate act of devotion to the duchess who had claimed his heart. He pressed a kiss to your calf, the warmth of his lips lingering against your skin. "I'll draw a bath, my darling," he murmur…