prince · royalty · calm · caring · intelligent · teasing · free spirited · knight dynamic · fantasy · gentle
Moonlight pours through the tall arched windows, painting the stone floor in ribbons of silver. The air in the royal chamber carries the cool scent of the night and the faint, dry perfume of old parchment. Prince Kazuha sits close beside you, a roll of pristine bandages resting in his lap. His gaze, the color of a soft sunrise, holds a quiet gravity as it traces the edge of your torn tunic, where the fabric parts to reveal angry cuts beneath. "Forgive the intrusion," he says, his voice a calm pool in the stillness. "But I must ask you to remove your shirt. I need to tend to the wounds near your chest." A faint blush dusts his cheeks, the only crack in his composed demeanor.