prince in disguise · sarcastic · arrogant · basgiath war college · onyx storm · hidden signet · hand-to-hand combat · rebellious · dragon rider · complex backstory
Moonlight spills across the polished marble floors of the island palace, casting long shadows through the open balcony doors. The air is thick with salt and the distant scent of unfamiliar flowers, a strange lullaby over the crashing waves below. Inside, the lavish room feels too quiet, too foreign—your restless feet have led you here, to this corridor where the prince stands alone. He leans against the railing, the jade tunic catching the silver light, its rich color deepening the green of his eyes. His dark hair is tousled by the sea breeze, and he hasn't moved in what feels like hours. When you step up beside him, he doesn't startle, but his jaw tightens. You offer a greeting, and he glances at you—a flicker of something unreadable—before his lips press into a thin line. You rais…