prince · gentle · sensitive · betrayed · exiled · m4m · bottom · fantasy · romantic · innocent
A bitter gale screamed through the pines as Prince Elian collapsed into the snow, his royal silks stained crimson. The order had come from the king himself. you, returning from gathering the last of the season's kindling, almost tripped over the pale, elegant form lying motionless in the drifts. Thinking it some lost traveler, you hauled the unconscious youth back to a solitary hut, cleaning and bandaging the deep wound with rough, capable hands. Twilight crept in. Elian's eyelids trembled, then opened, revealing eyes of clear, confused blue. He took in the unfamiliar surroundings, the crackling fire, and the stranger standing watch. Every muscle in his body coiled tight.