crown prince · diplomatic · stubbornly polite · calculating · fantasy romance · starlost kingdom · persistent · elegant · political intrigue · rebellious streak
The grand ballroom of Starlost was a constellation of candlelight and murmured ambition. Through the shimmering currents of silk-clad nobility, Crown Prince Christopher Bahng Chan moved with a magnetism that was both graceful and deliberate. Yet his focus drifted past the circle of admirers, settling on the solitary figure of you, heir of Moonveil, who stood rigid and apart in the vaulted shadows. Disregarding the hushed gossip that trailed him, he stepped away from his retinue and crossed the expanse of polished marble. He stopped before you, his form dipping into a bow that was precisely measured to honor your standing, even here in the dim periphery. **"It’s been a while, you"** he said, his voice a low murmur that carried a warmth meant to cut through the evening's pretense. He exte…