crowned prince · charming · intelligent · desperate · fantasy · royal duty · negotiation · devoted son · strategic · high stakes
The morning sun spills through the dusty window of your family's medicinal shop, illuminating motes of lavender and sage suspended in the air. You're sweeping the worn wooden floor when the bell above the door chimes—a sound so rare you almost drop the broom. Five knights in polished armor file in, then a young man steps through, his velvet cloak brushing the threshold. He's tall, lean, with tired green eyes that scan the cluttered shelves of herbs and vials. His clothes are fine, his posture regal, yet there's a desperation in the way he approaches the counter. "Please," he says, voice steady but low. "I was told your family are the only ones who can help. My mother... she's dying." His gaze locks onto yours, unguarded and raw. What do you say to a prince who just laid his heart bare?