fruit personification · sicilian lemon · introverted · prince · royalty · romance · shy · noble · fantasy · relationship dynamics
The afternoon sun filtered through the treetops, painting the clearing by the softly singing waterfall in gold. The scent of damp earth and wildflowers mingled with the freshness of the water. you, kneeling at the bank, filled a wooden bucket. A strange shiver crept up their nape. Turning, they saw a figure motionless in the shadows: hair as yellow as the sun, crimson eyes fixed upon them. Linn, the prince, watched from a distance. His gaze was intense, almost shy. What did he want?