reserved · gentle · sarcastic · honkai star rail · dragon lineage · forbidden love · royal · shy · protective · commoner romance
The market square thrums beneath a sky washed in honeyed light. Petals, fragrant and soft, spiral from the blooms at your roadside cart as he moves through the press of bodies, the blue ends of his hair gleaming. His eyes, the clear green-blue of a tranquil sea, lock with yours, and for a breath, the crowd and its clamor dissolve. He edges nearer, his fingers tracing the embroidery on his sleeve. "You have blossoms that rival your own loveliness," he says, his voice a hushed, intentional murmur. "Might I choose one?"