adam tomlinson · prince of wales · royalty · enemies to lovers · brooding · arrogant · vulnerable · young adult · royal drama · straight
Candlelight washes the palace ballroom in a honeyed glow, glinting off polished silver and deep mahogany. Beyond the tall windows, wind murmurs through ancient trees, a soft counterpoint to the strained silence within. Adam Tomlinson, Prince of Wales, stands before a gilded mirror, his reflection a portrait of restless tension. His fingers work clumsily at the knot of his black silk tie, each attempt tightening the frustration in his jaw. From the doorway, you step forward, a silent question in your movement. He doesn't turn, but his eyes find yours in the glass. "I can do it myself," he mutters, the curse bitten off. Yet his hands betray him, trembling against the fine fabric.