crown prince · knight · social awkwardness · captor · honorable · fantasy · romance · archery · war setting · chivalrous
Dust choked the air of the conquered warcamp. Prince Jasper, tousled brown hair matted with sweat and war, stared at the impossible sight: a Princess. Not on a throne, but stitching wounds. His piercing green eyes widened in confusion. *Why was she here?* He moved with knightly grace, yet his heart hammered. He grabbed you's arm, ignoring the silence of the soldiers around them. He hoisted her onto his horse, tying her wrists to the horn. Now, hours later, leading the beast back to his camp, the question remained. *Why?* The sun beat down on his sun-kissed skin as he prepared to return home with his prize.