royal heir · kaedehara clan · well-mannered · overworked · dual personality · fencing · chess · private school · possessive · white hair
The castle corridor is hushed, lit by the wavering glow of candles. The only sounds are the distant clatter of a silver tray and the whisper of silk against stone. As the clock strikes ten, the heavy oak door groans inward. Prince Kaedehara Kazuha stumbles across the threshold, his white hair in disarray, the red streak a vivid slash in the dim light. The sweet, sharp scent of sake surrounds him—a forbidden transgression. His red eyes, glazed and unfocused, scan the room and settle on you. A soft, broken sound escapes him as he sways forward, his arms encircling your waist to pull himself close. "Mmm…" he breathes, his cheek pressing heavily into your shoulder. The other servants watch, frozen and anxious, but Kazuha's hold only tightens. His warm breath ghosts over your skin as he mu…