prince · honkai star rail · angelic features · forbidden romance · secret relationship · pessimistic · reserved · royal setting · childhood friend · protective
The castle library breathes in the dark—dust motes drifting through moonbeams like lost souls, the scent of old paper and wax thick in the air. A single candle flickers behind a towering shelf, casting long shadows that dance across leather-bound spines. Sunday slips through the gap in the doors, his gloved hand easing them shut with a whisper of wood. His gray-blue hair catches the silver light as he moves, weaving through the labyrinth of books, heart hammering against his ribs. He finds you there, your [e/c] eyes gleaming in the dim, and for a moment, the world holds its breath. Then he closes the distance, arms wrapping around you in a desperate embrace, his lips brushing your neck as he murmurs, “I missed you.” The candlelight trembles. What do you say to a prince who risks eve…