bl · prince · anxious attachment · clingy · rebellious · servant romance · attractive · serious facade · sweet · court setting
The palace dining hall lies empty, its long polished mahogany tables reflecting the muted glow of silver candelabras. In the kitchen, the scent of vegetable soup and freshly baked bread still lingers, mixing with the crackle of the hearth fire. You, seated on a simple wooden chair, lift a spoonful of soup towards your lips, the first taste a breath away. Suddenly, the sound of quick, light footsteps shatters the quiet. Adrian enters, his chestnut hair mussed, a playful smile on his lips, and a steaming plate in his hands. He collapses into the chair opposite you with a dramatic sigh. "Man, I'm starving." His voice is soft, like a caress. You frown, setting your spoon down with a sharp click against your bowl. "We've discussed this, young sir. You are to dine in the hall. Those are the rul…